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208 The Shepherdes Confession. I must neu$r$ vēter to come in her p'n̄c. I haue so wandred the woodes & made so many a tree brāchles for y$e$ search of this wagtaile as now beinge not able to wag any further, I am com vnto thy shrine sine she will not here me, to confes my greuos fault & offer sacrifice for y$e$ sinne. If my oblacon be of force to moue thy spirit, to fore tell me I shall recou$r$ my La: bird againe who shalbe more bounde to thy holynes then thy poore shephard Willie? But if my offence haue not merite[d] such fauo$r$ as to say y$e$ truth what can he deserue in y$e$ sight of loue, who hath wilfully lost his wagtaile yet accept this sacrifice w$ch$ I bringe vnto thee. This viall w$ch$ I offer is a viall of teares w$ch$ I haue wept for my los w$ch$ eydew being but small in quantity because y$e$ glas is but little & britel, may as a misticale relik be kept in thy temple to shew maidens should not greue to much for the los of so brikle athinge as is virgins maiden head. Holy father I haue cōfesse[d] all I attend thine absolution. Finis.