I FIND no peace, and all my war is done; br I fear and hope; I burn and freeze like ice; br I fly above the wind, yet can I not arise; br And nought I have, and all the world I seize on; br That looseth nor locketh holdeth me in prison br And holdeth me not, yet can I 'scape nowise; br Nor letteth me live nor die at my device, [by my own choice] br And yet of death it giveth none occasion. br Withouten eyen, I see; and without tongue I plain; [lament] br I desire to perish, and yet I ask health; br I love another, and thus I hate myself; br I feed me in sorrow, and laugh in all my pain; br Likewise displeaseth me both death and life; br And my delight is causer of this strife.