1291.

You see his heart is his alone:

O heart, why not be all my own?

1292.

'Tis plain, my heart, that he's estranged from thee;

Why go to him as though he were not enemy?

1293.

'The ruined have no friends,' they say; and so, my heart,

To follow him, at thy desire, from me thou dost depart.

1294.

'See, thou first show offended pride, and then submit,' I bade;

Henceforth such council who will share with thee, my heart?

1295.

I fear I shall not gain, I fear to lose him when I gain;

And thus my heart endures unceasing pain.

1296.

My heart consumes me when I ponder lone,

And all my lover's cruelty bemoan.

1297.

Fall'n neath the sway of this ignoble foolish heart,

Which will not him forget, I have forgotten shame.

1298.

If I contemn him, then disgrace awaits me evermore;

My soul that seeks to live his virtues numbers o'er.

1299.

And who will aid me in my hour of grief,

If my own heart comes not to my relief?

1300.

A trifle is unfriendliness by aliens shown,

When our own heart itself is not our own!