This song's major claim to fame today is that Shakespeare quoted the title. Many Shakespeare commentaries quote a verse or two, which means that Google gives you a lot of disappointing hits.

The text and tune are given in Shakespeare's Songbook by Ross W. Duffin, W. W. Norton, 2004.

The spelling and punctuation are modernized in this copy, compared to the broadside, but the words are nearly identical.

FORTUNE MY FOE

The Lover's Complaint for the Loss of His Love

Fortune, my foe, why dost thou frown on me?
And will thy favours never better be?
Wilt thou, I say, for ever breed my pain?
And wilt thou not restore my joys again?

Fortune hath wrought my grief and great annoy.
Fortune hath falsely stol'n my love away,
My love and joy, whose sight did make me glad;
Such great misfortunes never young man had.

Had Fortune took my treasure and my store,
Fortune had never griev'd me half so sore,
But taking her whereon my heart did stay,
Fortune thereby hath took my life away.

Far worse than death, my life I lead in woe,
With bitter thoughts still tossed to and fro.
O cruel Chance, thou breeder of my pain,
Take life, or else restore my love again!

In vain I sigh. In vain I wail and weep.
In vain mine eyes refrain from quiet sleep.
In vain I shed my tears both night and day.
In vain my love my sorrows do bewray.

My love doth not my piteous plaint espy,
Nor feels my love what griping grief I try.
Full well may I false Fortune's deeds reprove,
Fortune that so unkindly keeps my love.

Where should I seek or search my love to find,
When Fortune fleets and wavers as the wind,
Sometimes aloft, sometimes again below?
Thus tottering Fortune tottereth to and fro.

Then will I leave my love in Fortune's hands,
My dearest love, in most unconstant bands,
And only serve the sorrows due to me.
Sorrow, hereafter thou shalt my mistress be.

And only joy, that sometimes conquers kings,
Fortune that rules on earth, and earthly things,
So that alone I live not in this woe,
For many more hath Fortune served so.

No man alive can Fortune's spite withstand
With wisdom, skill, or mighty strength of hand;
In midst of mirth, she bringeth bitter moan,
And woe to me that hath her hatred known!

If wisdom's eyes blind Fortune had but seen,
Then had my Love, my Love for ever been.
Then, love, farewell; though Fortune favour thee,
No Fortune frail shall ever conquer me.

The Lady's Comfortable and Pleasant Answer

Ah, silly soul, art thou so sore afraid?
Mourn not, my dear, nor be not so dismay'd.
Fortune cannot, with all her power and skill,
Enforce my heart to think thee any ill.

Blame not thy chance, nor envy at thy choice,
No cause thou hast to curse, but to rejoice.
Fortune shall not thy joy and love deprive,
If by my love it may remain alive.

Receive therefore thy life again to thee.
Thy life and love shall not be lost by me;
And while thy heart upon thy life do stay,
Fortune shall never steal the same away.

Live thou in bliss, and banish death to Hell.
All careful thoughts see thou from thee expel.
As thou doth wish, thy love agrees to be,
For proof whereof behold I come to thee.

In vain therefore, do neither wail nor weep.
In vain therefore, break not thy quiet sleep.
Waste not in vain thy time in sorrow so,
For why, thy love delights to ease thy woe.

Full well thy love thy privy pangs doth see,
And soon thy love will send to succour thee.
Though well thou mayest false Fortune's deeds reprove,
Yet cannot Fortune keep thee from thy love.

Nor will thy love on Fortune's back abide,
Whose fickle wheel doth often slip aside;
And never think that Fortune beareth sway,
If Virtue watch, and will not her obey.

Pluck up thy heart, suppress'd with brinish tears.
Torment me not, but take away thy fears.
Thy Mistress' mind brooks no unconstant bands,
Much less to live in ruling Fortune's hands.

Though mighty kings by Fortune get the foil,
Losing thereby their travel and their toil,
Though Fortune be to them a cruel foe,
Fortune shall not make me to serve thee so.

For Fortune's spite thou need'st not care a pin,
For thou thereby shall never lose nor win.
If faithful love and favour I do find,
My recompense shall not remain behind.

Die not in fear, nor live in discontent.
Be thou not slain, where never blood was meant.
Revive again. To faint thou hast no need.
The less afraid, the better thou shalt speed.