Nr. 300
Calcutta nr. 300
The love of a very sweet beauty has seized me
She said “I have come, come out (to me)
In a word she so scorched my heart in that misery
That my fire was all virtue & my virtue all fire
Payne 1898 - 504
Sly Love, at unawares, off guard hath taken me;
"Since I am come, begone! Get out of this!" quoth he.
In fine, for his chagrin, my heart is so ablaze
That all the fuel fire, fire fuel's come to be!
Thompson 1906 - 779
Love in his pleasant toils hath taken me;
"Since I have come, get out of this! " said he,
In short, disturbed by him, my heart so burns,
Fire fuel, fuel fire is come to be!