1.
With endless tears that never cease,
I saw a heart lie bleeding,
Whose griefs did more and more increase,
Her pains were so exceeding.
When dying sighs could not prevail,
She then would weep amain;
When flowing tears began to fail,
She then would sigh again.
2.
Her sighs like raging winds did blow,
Some grievous storm foretelling,
And tides of tears did overflow
Her cheeks (the rose excelling).
Confounding thoughts so filled her breast,
She could no more contain,
But cries aloud, ‘Hath love no rest?
No joys, but endless pain?’