Love Retrieved

Thyself it was to heal a heart distress'd, Thine eyes were on me fixed to blow the pain, When thou didst fill it lovingly, still ravaged, Did I redeem the night of loving rain. Those amative stares I can't recall, Believe me, for I've found my best choice. Unhurt, a glance upon thee I stole, For my belle, indeed me, with her love cloys. She hath the pleasure to love me well enough, Or a world of love she fostereth in her heart For me; thou gavest of thine the gentlest bluff, By playing with me with no fault on my part. Thou cling'st to sheer agony day by day, While seest my heart to her I gave away.