When other lovers, in arms across,Rejoice their chief delight,Drowned in tears, to mourn my loss,I stand the bitter nightIn my window, where I may seeBefore the winds how the clouds flee:Lo, what a mariner love that made of me! -from XVII [A Lady Complains of Her Lover's Absence] found in "Poems of Love and Chivalry
-Henry Howard
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