Fleance

Oh your two eyes will slay me suddenly
I may the beauty of them not sustain
So pierced is throughout my heart keen
Unless your words will heal me hastily
My heart's wound while that it is green
Oh your two eyes will slay me suddenly

Upon my troth I tell you faithfully
That you are of my Life and Death the Queen
And with my Death the Truth be seen
Oh your two eyes will slay me suddenly
I may the beauty of them not sustain
So pierced is throughout my heart keen

So hath your beauty from my heart chased
Pity that it avails not to complain
For Pride doth hold your Mercy in its chain

Guiltless my death hath ye purchased
I say you sooth there is no need to feign
So hath your beauty from my heart chased
Alas that Nature hath in your embrace
Beauty so great that no man may attain
To Mercy though he starve for pain