Thou shall leave each thing most dearly So it will pierce thou heart with dread Even no respite to fear That in thou heart's recesses deep had lain
Which to remember only, thou dismay Renews in bitterness not far from death
Struggling with sadness, turned to view the straits That none had past but only seen
But that shall gall thee most Will be the worthless and vile company With whom thou must be thrown into these straits
All hope abandonned, ye who enter there To that sad hell, where mid the gust
The whirlwind and the flaw of rain and hailstones Lovers need not to tell all their sorrows
Pale were the lips I saw and smelt Plae were the lips I kissed and felt and fair were all their forms I floated upon their melancholy storm
In the dreams which anger overcame me It is the fury inward on thyself Solve, prey and consume thee Cause love brought us to one death
We spill our life in a disdainful mood Unceasing was the play of our wretched hands Thighten up on views How hopeful words can be Don't leave me behind