Farewell, once my delight! Farewell, the nearest
Part of my heart, and of the world the dearest!
I'll plain no more to love, no more to thee;
But cease to mourn where none will pity me.
 And though I hate my life since you hate me,
I'll cover it to hide your cruelty.
And since my love and me you disavow,
As if to love you were to injure you,
I'll mildly temporize with my unrest,
And fly the face I carry in my breast,
Nor farther seek. This only shall suffice me:
My love deserved you, though you did despise me.

Farewell! Farewell! And may you ever be
Good as you are, though ne'er so bad to me.

Be you beloved of all, and lastly shine
As fair in heaven's eye as you are in mine.