“Nought may the woful spirit in mine heart Declare one point of all my sorrows’ smart To you, my lady, that I love the most; But I bequeath the service of my ghost 811 To you aboven every creature, Since that my life ne may no longer dure. Alas the woe! alas, the painës strong That I for you have suffered, and so long! Alas the death! alas, mine Emily! Alas departing 812 of our company! Alas, mine heartë’s queen! alas, my wife! Mine heartë’s lady, ender of my life! What is this world? what askë men to have? Now with his love, now in his coldë grave Alone, withouten any company. Farewell, my sweet, farewell, mine Emily, And softly take me in your armës tway, For love of God, and hearken what I say. I have here with my cousin Palamon Had strife and rancour many a day agone, For love of you, and for my jealousy.