Madam, withouten many words

Madam, withouten many words, Once, I am sure, ye will or no. And if ye will, then leave your bordes, And use your wit and show it so.

And with a beck ye shall me call. And if of one that burneth alway Ye have any pity at all, Answer him fair with yea or nay.

If it be yea, I shall be fain. If it be nay, friends as before. Ye shall another man obtain, And I mine own and yours no more.