Classic Poem

Lady, when I recall indebtedness
To you who hid me from my bitter day,
And with kind craft bewitched my griefs away
I would not have my owing to you less!

Untimely night has fallen between us two.
Mine were the blackness of a dumb regret
But for the dear relation of this debt,
Which still unites my destiny to you.

Thus in my cold a little cheer is found,
The fullest debt will hold me fastest bound.
Here's coin for quittance, yet I will withhold
Return in any service, faith or gold.
And since your due is doubly dear to me,
I will not even give you courtesy!