Henry Howard, Earl of Surrey - The Forsaken Lover Describeth And Forsaketh Love lyrics

O LOATHSOME place ! where I Have seen, and heard my dear ; When in my heart her eye Hath made her thought appear, By glimpsing with such grace,— As fortune it ne would That lasten any space, Between us longer should. As fortune did advance To further my desire ; Even so hath fortune's chance Thrown all amidst the mire. And that I have deserved, With true and faithful heart, Is to his hands reserved, That never felt a smart. But happy is that man That scaped hath the grief, That love well teach him can, By wanting his relief. A scourge to quiet minds It is, who taketh heed ; A common plage that binds ; A travail without meed. This gift it hath also : Whoso enjoys it most, A thousand troubles grow, To vex his wearied ghost. And last it may not long ; The truest thing of all : And sure the greatest wrong, That is within this thrall. But since thou, desert place, Canst give me no account Of my desired grace, That I to have was wont ; Farewell ! thou hast me taught, To think me not the first That love hath set aloft, And casten in the dust.