Are otherwise bound to me, yet this day

You have been my soul’s physicians:

You were firm to oppose your duty,

Yet your bearings are lovely and open:

Upon the close of our performance

I will acquit myself that well with you,

For for me to reciprocate

What otherwise I feel is natural to show

Begs no impetus, but the absence

Of such impediments as do obstruct

My heart’s expanse.