Sorrow stay

Sorrow, stay, lend true repentant tears,

To a woeful wretched wight,

Hence, despair with thy tormenting fears:

O do not my poor heart affright.

Pity, help now or never,

Mark me not to endless pain,

Alas I am condemned ever,

No hope, no help there doth remain,

But down, down, down, down I fall,

Down and arise I never shall.