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 But if thou obtain’t it, thou hat nothing won,

And I loe nothing, yet am quite undone;

But if of my Jewel the King does deceive me,

No King can retote though a kingdom he gave me.

My colour is chang’d ince you aw me lat,

My favour is vanih’d, my beauty is pat;

The roy red hes that fat in my cheek,

To palenes is turn’d which all men dilike.

I pas not for a Princes to love I protet.

The name of a Virgin contenteth me bet,

I have not deerved to ly by your ide,

Nor yet to be courted for King Edward's Bride.

The name of a Princes I never did crave,

No uch type of honour thy handmaid will have;

My breat hall not harbour o lofty a thought,

Nor be with rich proers to wantennes brought.

If wild wanton Roamond, one of our fort,

Had never frequented King Henry’s fair court;

Such heaps of deep orrow he never had een,

Nor tated the rage of o jealous a Queen.

All men have their freedom to how their intent,

They win not a woman except he conent;

Who then can impute unto them any fault?

Who till goes upright, until men make them halt.

’Tis counted a kindnes in men for to try.

And virtue in women the fame to deny,

For women uncontant can never be prov’d,

Until by their betters therein they be mov’d.

If woman and modety once he can ever,

Then farewel good name and credit for ever,

And royal King Edward, let me be exil’d,

E’er any man know that my body’s defil’d.