John Wilbye - I love, alas! yet am not loved - текст песни (слова)

I love, alas! yet am not loved,
 For cruel she to pity is not moved.
 My constant love with scorn she ill rewardeth,
 Only my sighs a little she regardeth:
 Yet more and more the quenchless fire increaseth,
 Which, to my greater torment, never ceaseth.