Gabe's submission for Monday, January 21st

Lifes deathes loves life
By Robert Southwell

Who lives in love, loves lest to live
     And longe delayes doth rue
If him he love by whome he lives
     To whome all love is dewe.
Who for our love did choose to live
     And was content to dye
Who lov’d our love more then his life
     And love with life did buy.
Lett us in life yea with our life
     Requite his livinge love
For best we live when lest we live
     If love our life remove.
Where love is hott life hateful is
     Their groundes do not agree
Love where it loves life where it lives
     Desyreth most to bee.
And sith love is not where it lives
     Nor liveth where it loves
Love hateth life that holdes it backe
     And death it best approves
For seldome is he woonn in life
     Whome love doth most desire
If woonn by love yet not enjoyde
     Till mortall life expire
Life out of earth hath no abode
     In earth love hath no place
Love setled hath her joyes in heaven
     In earth life all her grace
Mourne therefore no true lovers death
     Life onely him annoyes
And when he taketh leave of life
     Then love beginnes his joyes.