1         I care not for my Lady’s soul
2       Though I worship before her smile;
3       I care not where be my Lady’s goal
4      When her beauty shall lose its wile.

5        Low sit I down at my Lady’s feet
6          Gazing through her wild eyes
7     Smiling to think how my love will fleet
8        When their starlike beauty dies.

9           I care not if my Lady pray
10       To our Father which is in Heaven
11   But for joy my heart’s quick pulses play
12         For to me her love is given.

13      Then who shall close my Lady’s eyes
14         And who shall fold her hands?
15         Will any hearken if she cries
16            Up to the unknown lands

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