Classic Poem

fortune hathe taken away my love
my lyves joy and my soules heaven above
fortune hathe taken thee away my princes
my worldes joy and my true fantasies misteris

fortune hathe taken thee away from mee
fortune hathe taken all by takinge thee
deade to all joyes I only lyve to woe
So ys fortune becomme my fantasies foe

In vayne my Eyes, in vayne yee waste your teares
In vayne my sightes, the smoke of my dispayres
In vayne youe searche the Earthe and heaven above
In vayne youe searche for fortune keepes my love

Then will I leave my love in fortunes hande
Then will I leave my love in worldlinges bande
and only love the sorrowes due to mee
sorrowe henceforthe that shall my Princes bee

And only joye that fortune Conquers kinges
fortune that rules the Earthe and earthly thinges
hathe taken my love in spighte of vertues mighte
So blinde a goddes did never vertue right

With wisdomes eyes had but blinde fortune seene
then had my love, my love for ever beene
but love farewell: thoughe fortune conquer thee
no fortune base nor frayle shall alter mee.