Charging of his Love as unpiteous and loving other

IF amorous faith, or if a heart unfeigned,

A sweet langour, a great lovely desire,

If honest will kindled in gentle fire,

If long error in a blind maze chained,

If in my visage each thought distained,

Or if my sparkling voice, lower, or higher,

Which fear and shame so wofully doth tire;

If pale colour, which love, alas, hath stained,

If to have another than myself more dear,

If wailing or sighing continually,

With sorrowful anger feeding busily,

If burning far off, and if freezing near,

Are cause that I by love myself destroy,

Yours is the fault, and mine the great annoy.