A Varsovienne

Sovereign Lady of my mind
Wherefore art thou hid behind
Curtain wall and barricade
‘Gainst thy lover’s serenade?

Sovereign Lady of my heart
Wherefore keep thyself apart?
When the full moon hath returned
Why am I thy lover spurned?
Shall I charge this lunar light
With occasioning my plight:
Pining in a night made bright for love?

Lady, I could not endure
Once again as oft before
Thy rebuff when I am pressed
By the passions in my breast.
Showest thou too much alarm?
I would never mean thee harm.
Know that I abjectly rue
All the wrongs I'm driven to
By the damned swollen moon
Starting thoughts inopportune
Frenzy I could not dragoon for love.

And shall I charge this lunar light
With occasioning my plight:
Rampant in a night made bright for love?
Rampant in a night made bright for love!