Do, then, dear heart, for heaven shall hear our prayers, or with our sighs we'll breathe the welkin dim and stain the sun with fog, as sometimes clouds when they do hug him in their melting bosoms.
Gjør det, kjære, for himmelen skal høre oss. Våre sukk farver himmelen mørk og dekker solen med tåke som skyene smelter når de omfavnes.