Sometimes with One I Love

Sometimes with one I love, I fill myself with rage, for
　　　　　fear I effuse unreturn’d love;
But now I think there is no unreturn’d love--the pay is
　　　　　certain, one way or another;
(I loved a certain person ardently, and my love was
　　　　　not return’d;
Yet out of that, I have written these songs.)