A fair face like hers I have never seen

Beauty like hers does take one's breath away

My thoughts of her are found to be obscene

And with these obscene thoughts I rest and lay

An angels voice that soothes me from above

Believed that she was the one that I sought

I tripped and slipped and fell into her love

A love that I did plant and water and wrought

Yet light from her fair face has blinded me

And my poor broken heart is what remains

If love were man, I'd push it out to sea

And hope it burns and dies, all wrapped in chains

Because of her, I'll never love again

And if I do, she's on my mind till then.