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