Nay and Yea

Lady, wouldst thou save my life,
Give me one little look, but one!
No more may I endure the strife;
I needs must wholly perish soon.
With a wounded heart I pine;
Lady, this mine eyes have done,
Mine eyes and that red mouth of thine!

Lady, now my sad case see,
Before I perish thus in pain!
Thou didst speak one word to me:
Prithee, take it back again!
Thou speakest ever "nay" and "no,"
"Nay, nay, nay," and "no, no, no!"
That breaks my heart in twain for woe.
Couldst thou for once but speak me "yea,"
"Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea!"?
That would delight my heart for aye!