I. Ascension - (sonnet Lvii) Lyrics - Coil

Being your slave, what should I do but tend 

Upon the hours and times of your desire? 

I have no precious time at all to spend, 

Nor services to do, till you require. 

Nor dare I chide the world-without-end hour 

Whilst I, my sovereign, watch the clock for you, 

Nor think the bitterness of absence sour 

When you have bid your servant once adieu; 

Nor dare I question with my jealous thought 

Where you may be, or your affairs suppose, 

But, like a sad slave, stay and think of nought 

Save, where you are how happy you make those. 

So true a fool is love that in your will, 

Though you do any thing, he thinks no ill. 

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