Indeed indeed I cannot tell

 Indeed, indeed, I cannot tell,
Though I ponder on it well,
Which were easier to state,
All my love or all my hate.

Surely, surely, thou wilt trust me
When I say thou dost disgust me.

O, I hate thee with a hate
That would fain annihilate;
Yet sometimes against my will,
My dear friend, I love thee still.

It were treason to our love,
And a sin to God above,
One iota to abate
Of a pure impartial hate.

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