Unexpected

Beseech you, stay awhile;

Ye shimmering moon over floating cloud banks;

Befriend me upon thy passionate beams;

And make me a child once again just for tonight.

Bechance me hold thy hallowed visit;

Forgive though I behooves not good hostess;

With all my heart here lay I my faithful hand;

Un to the worthy words of my loyal speech.

If foretold and prophesied what would befall me;

Pallid lips of separation could have been withheld;

Sooner am I obliged but to hear foot falls of my beloved;

Fading in to unknown distance at the break of day.

Behold her how like a corpse shrouded in waxen raiment;

Lay on her bed and droplets escaping her eyes asleep;

Here by this window fall I to unfold my anguish in to night at times;

And often times to cherish the last glance of her beauteous face.

What would yield to my anguished grief but torturous surge;

For fantasy far removed from prison cell of your absence;

What would alas, but comfort my unspent passion;

For missing will be the soft and tender love of my beloved forever.