In the balance of the mind's doubts
Opposites waver
Laughter love and chastity
But I choose what I see
I give my neck to the yoke
To the sweet yoke I pass yet
In the wavering balance of my feelings
Set against each other
Lascivious love and modesty
But I choose what I see
And submit my neck to the yoke;
I yield to the sweet yoke.