Pearl - Part 31
Then deem'd I to that damosel:
“Let not my Lord be wroth with me,
if wildly I rave, rushing in speech,
my heart with mourning all was torn.
As welling water goeth from well,
I yield me to His mercy aye.
Rebuke me ne'er with cruel words,
my dear adored, e'en though I stray;
but show me kindly comforting,
piteously thinking upon this,—
of care and me thou madest accord,
that wast of all my bliss the ground
“Let not my Lord be wroth with me,
if wildly I rave, rushing in speech,
my heart with mourning all was torn.
As welling water goeth from well,
I yield me to His mercy aye.
Rebuke me ne'er with cruel words,
my dear adored, e'en though I stray;
but show me kindly comforting,
piteously thinking upon this,—
of care and me thou madest accord,
that wast of all my bliss the ground
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