[XV. In euery place I finde my griefe & anguish]
In euery place I finde my griefe & anguish
In euery place I finde my griefe & anguish,
saue where I see, saue where I see those beames, those
beames that me haue burned, & eke myne eyes to flouds of teares haue turned, to
flouds of teares haue turned, thus in extreamest pangs, extreamest pangs, eche
houre I languish, O me, O me, my shining starre so sweet & sacred, cause
of all comfort, of this world the Iuel, for want of thee my lyfe I haue in hatred,
my lyfe I haue in hatred, was neuer griefe so great, nor death so
cruell, was neuer griefe so great, nor death so cruell.