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BE on women do complayne ;

E it ryght, or wrong, these men among

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Affyrmynge this, how that it is

A labour spent in vayne,
To love them wele; for never a dele

They love a man agayne :
For late a man do what he can,

Theyr favour to attayne
Yet, yf a newe do them persue,

Theyr fyrst true lover than
Laboureth for nought; for from her thought

He is a banyshed man.

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I say nat, nay, but that all day

It is bothe writ and sayd
That womans fayth is, as who sayth,

All utterly decayd :
But, nevertheleffe, ryght good wytnèffe

In this case myght be layd,
That they love true, and continúe:

Recorde the not-browne mayde ;
Which, when her love came, her to prove,

To her to make his mone,
Wolde nat depart; for in her hart

She loved but hym alone.

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Than

Ver, 2, Woman, Prolusions,

Ver. 11, her, i, e, tbeir,

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Than betwayne us late us dyscus

What was all the manere Betwayne them two: we wyll also

Tell all the payne, and fere, That she was in. Nowe I begyn,

So that ye me answere; Wherfore, all ye, that present be,

I pray you, gyve an ere.
“ I am the knyght; I come by nyght,

As secret as I can ;
Sayinge, Alas ! 'thus ftandeth the case,

I am a bañyshed man.

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SHE.
And I your wyll for to fulfyll

In this wyll nat refuse ;
Trustying to hewe, in wordès fewe,

That men have an yll use
(To theyr owne shame) women to blame,

And causeleffe them accuse : Therfore to you I answere nowe,

All women to excuse,Myne owne hart dere, with

you

what chere? I pray you, tell anone ; For, in my mynde, of all mankynde

I love but you alone.

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He.
It standeth so; a dede is do
Wherof

grete
harme shall

growe: My destiny' is for to dy

A shamefull deth, I trowe;
Or elles to fle: the one must be ;

None other way I knowe,
But to withdrawe as an outlawe,

And take me to my bowe.
Wherfore, adue, my owne hart true !

None other rede I can;
For I must to the

grene
wode

gos Alone, a banyshed man.

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ShE.
O lorde, what is this worldys blysse,

That chaungeth as the mone!
My fomers day in lusty may

Is derked before the none.
I here you say, farewell ; Nay, nay,

We départ nat fo fone :
Why fay ye so? wheder wyll ye go?
Alas! what have

ye

done ? All

my welfare to sorowe and care Sholde chaunge, yf ye were gone ; For, in my mynde, of all mankynde

I love but

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you alone.

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Ver. 63. The fomers. Prol.

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He.
I can beleve, it shall you greve,

And somwhat you dyftrayne :
But, aftyrwarde, your paynes harde

Within a day or twayne
Shall fone allake; and ye shall take

Comfort to you agayne.
Why sholde ye ought ? for, to make thought,
Your labour were in

vayne.
And thus I do'; and pray you to,

As hartely, as I can;
For I muft to the

grene
wode

go,
Alone, a banylhed man.

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ShE.
Now, fyth that ye have shewed to me

The secret of your mynde,
I shall be playne to you agayne,

Lyke as ye shall me fynde:
Syth it is fo, that ye wyll go,

I wolle not leve behynde;
Shall never be fayd, the not-browne mayd

Was to her love unkynde :
Make you redy'; for so am I,

Allthough it were anone;
For, in my mynde, of all mankynde

I love but you alone.

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Ver, 91, Shall it never. Prol.

Ver. 94. Although. Prole

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He. Yet I

you

rede to take good hede
What men wyll th ynke, and say:
Of yonge, and olde it shall be tolde,
That

ye
be

gone away ;
Your wanton wyll for to fulfill,

In grene wode yon to play;
And that ye myght from your delight

No lenger make delay :
Rather than

ye

Tholde thus for me
Be called an yll womàn,
Yet wolde I to the

grene
wode

go,
Alone, a banilhed man.

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ShE.
Though it be fonge of old and yonge,

That I sholde be to blame,
Theyrs be the charge, that speke so large

In hurtynge of my name:
For I wyll prove, that faythfulle love

It is devoyd of shame;
In your dyftreffe, and hevynesle,

To part with you, the fame;
And sure all tho, that do not so,

True lovers are they none :
For, in my mynde, of all mankynde
I love but

you

alone.

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Ver. 117. To thewe all. Pro!.

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