Love II

Love, love, a habit I dressed in
Which of your cloth was cut
To a dress wide was
Tighter and narrow on you;

Later here of what I consented,
Such repentance has taken me
That I take some time
To break this which you put in me;

But who will be able
To break this habit
Having an enemy of her nature
That with her, she has come to be conformed;

If some part remains for fortune of my reason
Which I do not wish to be shown;

That in such contradiction is not sure
Thy true love will remain unknown