[XIII. The second part. Sweet Lord, your flame still burning]
Sweet Lord, sweet Lord, your flame still burning
Sweet Lord, sweet Lord, your flame still burning, sweet &c.
& your cōsuming anguish, & your cōsuming
anguish, cannot be more thē mine in which I lāguish, can
not be more thē mine in which I languish. Nor more your hart is moued,
to end my grief & yours so long time proued, to end &c.
but if I yeeld & so your flame decreaseth, decreaseth, Oh then
loose I my Louer & your loue ceaseth, but if I yeeld, but if I yeeld &
so your flame decreaseth, decreaseth, Oh then loose I my louer & your loue
ceaseth, Oh then loose I my louer, & your loue ceaseth, & your loue ceaseth.
