A Rondel of Merciless Beauty

Your two great eyes will slay me suddenly

Only your word will heal the injury

Straight through my heart the wound is quick and keen

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   Love me little, love me long,

  Such the love, I tell thee plain,

Their beauty shakes me who was once serene

   Fadeth not in haste.

  I to thee my love will give,

  Such the love that I would gain,

  Love me little, more than such,

   Burneth soon to waste.

  Never dreaming to deceive

   To be steadfast friend.

Love me little, love me long,

Upon my word, I tell you faithfully

   Love me little, love me long,

  

   Lasting evermore.

   Is the burden of my song.

Straight through my heart the wound is quick and keen

  Is the burden of my song.

  For all weathers that for me,

  Give me that, with true endeavor

  Is enough, with true intent

   Love me little, love me long,

  Thou must give, or woo in vain;

  And a little from thee sent

Their beauty shakes me who was once serene

  I to thee will keep my truth,

   Never can rebel.

   Is the burden of my song.

  Love that is too hot and strong

For with my death the whole truth shall be seen

  If thou lovest me too much,

  It will not prove as true as touch;

  Winter‘s cold, or summer‘s heat,

  And it will through life persever;

  It can never know defeat,

  Still, I would not have thee cold,

   Is the burden of my song.

  Nay, and after death, in sooth,

To my hurt heart,while yet the wound is clean

Love me little, love me long-爱我少一点,爱我久一点

   Love me little, love me long,

   Is the burden of my song.

  Autumn‘s tempests on it beat,

   This my love assures.

   So to thee, farewell!

Their beauty shakes me who was once serene

  Say thou lov‘st me while thou live;

  A suit of durance let it be,

  Constant love is moderate ever,

  For the land or for the sea,

Through life and after death you are my queen

   Is the burden of my song.

   For I fear the end.

   I will it restore.

Your two great eyes will slay me suddenly

  Not too backward, nor too bold;

  

  

Your two great eyes will slay me suddenly

  I am with little well content,

  As now, when in my May of youth;

   Whiles that life endures.

   Love me little, love me long,

  Love that lasteth till ‘tis old


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