Song - I that am one of all most crossed

I, that am of all most crossed

Having, and that had, have lost,

May with reason thus complain

Since love breeds love, and love's pain;

That which I did most desire

To allay my loving fire

I may have, yet now must miss

Since another ruler is:

Would that I no ruler had,

Or the service not so bad,

Then might I with bliss enjoy

That which now my hopes destroy;

And that wished pleasure got

Brings with it the sweetest lot:

I, that must not taste the best,

Fed must starve, and restless rest.