No More Learning

I asked thee oft what poets thou hast read, I. 80.

I begin to wane in sight, I. 226.

I brake thy bracelet 'gainst my will, II. 48.

I bring ye love. What will love do? II. 135.

I burn, I burn; and beg of you, I. 60.

I call, I call: who do ye call? I. 139.
I can but name thee, and methinks I call, I. 163.

I cannot love as I have lov'd before, II. 72.

I cannot pipe as I was wont to do, II. 2.

I cannot suffer; and in this my part, I. 210.

I could but see thee yesterday, II. 89.

I could never love indeed, I. 228.

I could wish you all who love, I. 147.

I crawl, I creep; my Christ, I come, II. 221.