John Skelton - Go, Piteous Heart lyrics

GO, pytyous hart, rasyd with dedly wo, Persyd with payn, bleding with wondes smart, Bewayle thy fortune, with vaynys wan and blo. O Fortune vnfrendly, Fortune vnkynde thow art, To be so cruell and so ouerthwart, To suffer me so carefull to endure, That wher I loue best I dare not dyscure ! One there is, and euer one shalbe, For whose sake my hart is sore dyseasyd ; For whose loue, welcom dysease to me ! I am content so all partys be pleasyd : Yet, and God wold, I wold my payne were easyd ! But Fortune enforsyth me so carefully to endure, That where I loue best I dare not dyscure.