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Rh Eke should he, freed from foul Enchaunters spell, Escape his false Duessas magicke charms, And Folly quaid, yclepd an Hydra fell, Receive a beauteous Lady to his arms; While Bardes and Minstrales chaunt the soft alarms Of gentle Love, unlike his former thrall. Eke should I sing, in courtly cunning terms, The gallant feast, servd up by Seneshall, To Knights and Ladies gent in painted bowre and hall.

But certes, while my tongue fayre truth indites, And does of human frailtie soothly tell, Unmeet it were indulge the daintie flights Of Phantasie, that never yet befell: Uneath it is long habits to expell, Ne may the best good heart its bliss secure, Ne may the lively powre of judging well, In arduous worthy deed long time endure, Where once has fixt her footing sure.