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and morning, for a season,

In her closet would she reason

With herself, and often said,

Why has love my heart betray'd?

I that have so many slighted,

Am at length so well requited,

For my griefs are not a few;

Now I find what love can do.

He that has my heart in keeping,

Though I for his sake be weeping,

Little knows what grief I feel,

But I'll try it out with steel.

For I will a challenge send him,

And appoint where I'll attend him;

In a grove without delay,

By the dawning of the day.

He shall not the least discover,

That I am a virgin lovorlover [sic],

By the challenge which I send;

But for justice I contend.

He has caused sad distraction,

And I come for satisfaction,

Which if he denies to give,

One of us shall cease to live.