Classic Poem

I.

Thoughtful nights and restless waking,
Oh the pains that we endure!
Broken faith, unkind forsaking,
Ever doubting, never sure.

II.

Hopes deceiving, vain endeavours,
What a race has Love to run!
False protesting, fleeting favours,
Ev'ry, ev'ry way undone.

III.

Still complaining and defending
Both to love, yet not agree,
Fears tormenting, passion rending,
Oh the pangs of jealousy!

IV.

From such painful ways of living,
Ah! how sweet! could love be free;
Still presenting, still receiving,
Fierce immortal ecstasy.