What if I never speed
shall I straight yield to despair
and still on sorrow feed
that can no loss repair;
or shall I change my love
for I find pow`r to depart
and in my reason prove
I can command my heart?
But if she will pity my desire
and my love requite
then ever shall she live my dear delight.
Come come come while I have a heart to desire thee.
Come come come for either I will love or admire thee.

Oft have I dreamed of joy
yet I never felt the sweete
But tired with annoy
my griefs each other greete.
Oft have I left my hope
as a wretch by fate forlorn
But Love aims at one scope
and lost will still returne.
He that once loves with a true desire
never can depart
For Cupid is the king of every heart.
Come come come while I have a heart to desire thee.
Come come come for either I will love or admire thee.