VIII + 

“O Isabella, I can half perceive + 

That I may speak my grief into thine ear; + 

If thou didst ever anything believe, + 

Believe how I love thee, believe how near + 

My soul is to its doom: I would not grieve + 

Thy hand by unwelcome pressing, would not fear + 

Thine eyes by gazing; but I cannot live + 

Another night, and not my passion shrive. + 