Бёрд Уильям - As I beheld I saw a herdman wild - ноты, текст песни (слова)

As I beheld, I saw a heardman wild,
 with his sheephook a picture fine deface,
 which he sometime his fancie to beguild,
 had carv'd on barke of beech in secret place,
 & with despite of most afflicted minde,
 through deepe dispaire, of hart, for love dismaid,
 he puld even from the tree, the carved rind,
 & weping sore these wofull words he said:
 ah Philida, would God thy picture faire,
 I could as lightlie blot out of my brest,
 then should I not thus rage, with great despight,
 & teare the thing sometime I liked best:
 but all in vaine, it booteth not god wot,
 what printed is in hart, on tree to blot.