I wished Your heart was grown To shoot an arrow to me down You made waste of all I have The worst everfall I serve I only think that You forgot me I hope You see what You did to me Such a harm a wind will do at sea I leave you now with better company Go, tenderness of years No sighing sign she hears Fall whatever falls Sweet flowery welkin' call Fall whatever falls Sweet flowery welkin' call See I keep the day, Cure overnights so grey There are many keys, but wherefore should I go? No sign of hearts, but You breathing now I'll leave to hang myself, pity on my loss Meadows never crossed, Winter now at hand! "I am honey-mouthed, but I don't talk You smell my feelings as You walk" You have the choice To make me blessed or cursed Soft Your bright voice Scorn running time and make it worse