Tho I cannot your crueltie constrain

Tho I cannot your crueltie constrain,
For my good will to favor me again,
Tho my true and faithfull love,
Have no power your hert to move.
Yet rew upon my pain !

Tho I your thrall must evermore remain
And for your sake my libertie restrain.
The greatest grace that I do crave
Is that ye would vouchesave.
To rew upon my pain !

Tho I have not deserved to obtain
So high Reward, but this, to serve in vain
Tho I shall have no redresse,
Yet of right ye can no lesse
But rew upon my pain !

But I se well that your high disdain
Wull no wise graunt that I shall more attain;
Yet ye must graunt at the lest
This my powre and small request,
Rejoyse not at my pain !