Giles Fletcher - To Licias XXXVI lyrics

Pale are my looks, forsaken of my life, Cinders my bones, consume'd with thy flame, Floods are my tears, to end this burning strife, And yet I sigh for to increase the same; I mourn alone because alone I burn; Who doubts of this, then let him learn to love; Her looks cold ice into a flame can turn, As I distresséd in myself do prove. Respect, fair Licia, what my torments are; Count but the tithe both of my sighs and tears; See how my love doth still increase my care, And care's increase my life to nothing wears. Send but a sigh my flame for to increase, Or lend a tear and cause it so to cease.