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Rh And you my fellowes once, pray vnto Ioue that I May haue releef, for this my grief, and speedie remedie.

And that he shield you euerichone, from Beauties luring looks: Whose baite hath brought me to my baine, and caught me from my Books: Wherefore, for you, my praier shall be, to send you better grace, That modestie with honestie, may guide your youthfull race.

Ttend thee, go play thee, Sweet loue I am busie: my silk and twist is not yet spun: My Ladie will blame me, If that she send for me, and find my worke to be vndun: How then? How shall I be set me? To say loue did let me? Fie no, it will not fit me, It were no scuse for me. [It were no scuse for me.]

If loue were attained, My ioies were vnfained, my seame and silke wil take no hold: Oft haue I beene warned, By others proofe learned: hote wanton loue soone waxeth cold, Go now: