WHEN my abodes1 prefixéd time is spent2,

My cruell fayre streight bids me wend my way:

But then from heaven most hideous stormes are sent

As willing me against her will to stay.

Whom then shall I, or heaven or her, obay,

The heavens know best what is the best for me:

But as she will, whose will my life doth sway,

My lower heaven, so it perforce must bee.

Ye high hevens, that all this sorowe see,

Sith all your tempests cannot hold me backe:

Aswage your stormes, or else both you and she,

Will both together me too sorely wrack.

Enough it is for one man to sustaine,

The stormes, which she alone on me doth raine.

注释：1.abodes：拜访。

2.spent：规定的拜访时间一结束。