Song 5 - Time only cause of my unrest

Time only cause of my unrest

By whom I hoped once to be blessed

How cruel art thou turned?

That first gavest life unto my love,

And still a pleasure not to move

Or change, though ever burned;

Have I thee slacked, or left undone

One loving rite, and so have won

Thy rage or bitter changing?

That now no minute I shall see,

Wherein I may least happy be

Thy favour so estranging.

Blame thyself, and not my folly,

Time gave time but to be holy;

True love such ends best loveth,

Unworthy love doth seek for ends

A worthy love but worth pretends

Nor other thoughts it proveth:

Then stay thy swiftness cruel time,

And let me once more blessed climb

To joy, that I may praise thee.

Let me pleasure sweetly tasting

Joy in love, and faith not wasting,

And on fame's wings I'll raise thee:

Never shall thy glory dying

Be until thine own untying

That time no longer liveth;

'Tis a gain such time to lend;

Since so thy fame shall never end

But joy for what she giveth.