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| Take hede be tyme leste ye be spyede |
02r
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| O cruell causer of vndeserrved chaynge |
02v
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| My harte I gave the not to do it paine |
03r
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My pen take payn a lytyll space
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03v
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At last withdrawe yowre cruellte
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04r-04v
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To wette yowr Iye withouten teare
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05r
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I lowe lovyd and so doithe she
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06r
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Suffryng in sorow in hope to attayn
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06v-07r
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My ferefull hope from me ys fledd
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07v
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Yowre ferefull hope cannot prevayle
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08r
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Bownd am I now & shall be styll
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08v-09r
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Farewell all my wellfare
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09v-10r
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May not thys hate from the estarte
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10v
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Yff I had sufferd thys to yow vnware
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11r
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The hart & servys to yow profferd
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11v
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At most myscheffe
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12r
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What menythe thys when I lye alone
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12v-13r
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Pacyence tho I have not
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13v
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ys yt possyble
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14r
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My lute awake performe the last labor
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14v-15r
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Alas poore man what hap have I
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15v-16r
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Marvell nomore Altho
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16v
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And wylt thow leve me thus
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17r
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That tyme that myrthe dyd stere my shypp
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17v
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The restfull place Revyver of my smarte
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18r
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All women have vertues noble & excelent
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18v
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What no perde ye may be sure
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19r
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Was neuer yet fyle half so well fylyd
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19v
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As power & wytt wyll me Assyst
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20r
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Sum tyme I syghe sumtyme I syng
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20v
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Pacyence of all my smart
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21r
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Who wold haue euer thowght
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21r
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In faythe methynkes yt ys no Ryght
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21v-22r
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The knot which fyrst my hart dyd strayn
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22v
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He Robyn gentyll robyn
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22v
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A wel I hawe at other lost
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22v
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The knot which fyrst my hart did strayn
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23r-v
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Hey Robyn Ioly Robyn tell me
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24r-v
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It was my choyse It Was my chaunce
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24v-25r
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Now may I morne as one off late
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26r
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Wyth sorowful syghes and wondes smart
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26v
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What thyng shold cawse me to be sad
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27r
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Alas that men be so vngent
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27v
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Who hath more cawse for to complayne
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28r
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I may well say with Ioyfull harte
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28v
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To yowr gentyll letters an answere to resyte
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29r
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And now my pen alas wyth wyche I wryte
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29v
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O very lord / o loue / o god alas
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29v
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O ye louers that hygh vpon the whele
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30r
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It was my choyse yt was no chaunce /
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30v
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Suche Wayn thowght / as wonted to myslede me /
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31r
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So vnwarely was never no man cawght /
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32r
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The knott whych ffyrst my hart dyd strayn /
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33r-v
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Yff fansy wuld favour
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34v
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The Wandryng gadlyng in the somer tyde /
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35v
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The lyvely sparkes that yssue frome those Iies /
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36v
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Tho I can not yowr cruelte constrayne /
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37v
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Somtyme I fled the fyre that me brent /
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38v
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What deth ys worse then thys /
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39v
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thy promese was to loue me best
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40r
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I se the change ffrom that that was
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40v-41r
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ther ys no cure ffor care off miyd
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41r
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as ffor my part I know no thyng
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41r-v
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to my meshap alas I ffynd
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42r-v
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how shold I
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43r
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what nedythe lyff when I requyer
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43r-43v-44r
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and thys be thys ye may
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44r
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Too yoye In payne my will
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44v
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Yff reason govern fantasye
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What helpythe hope of happy hape
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46v-47r
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This rotyd greff will not but growe
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47v
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Hartte aprest with dessperott thoughtes
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47v-48r
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So feble is the therd that dothe the burden staye
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ffull well yt maye be sene
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51r
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Syns loue ys suche that as ye wott
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51v-52r
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Lo how I seke & sew to haue
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52v
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My loue ys lyke vnto theternall fyre
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53r
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Syns so ye please to here me playn
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53r
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Yf in the worlde there be more woo
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53v
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Now must I lerne to lyue at rest
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54r
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fforget not yet the tryde entent
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54v
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o happy dames that may enbrayes
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55r-v
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My hope is yow for to obtaine,
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57r
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when I bethynk my wontet ways
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58r
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O myserable sorow withowten cure
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58v
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Sum summ say I love sum say I moke
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58v
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my hart ys set not remove
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58v-59r
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wan I be thyng my wontyd was
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59r
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lo in thy hat thow hast be gone
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59r
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Wyly no dought ye be a wry
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59v
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To dere is bowght the doblenes
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59v
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for thylke grownde that bearyth the wedes wycke
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59v
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to men that knows ye not
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60r
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Myn vnhappy chaunce / to home shall I playn
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60v
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Go burnynge siths vnto the frosen hert
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61v
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ffanecy fframed my hart ffurst
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61v-62r
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fancy framed my hart ffrust
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62r
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In places Wher that I company
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62v
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If that I cowlde in versis close
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63v
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blame not my lute for he must sownde
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64r-v
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my hart ys set nat to remowe
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65r
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I ame not she be prowess off syt
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65r
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myght I as well within my song be lay
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65v
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to cowntarffete a mery mode
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65v
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Myght I as well within my songe
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66r
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The pleasaunt beayt of swet Delyte Dothe blynd
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66r
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am el mem
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67v
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the sueden ghance ded mak me mves
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67v
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Madame margeret
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68r
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my ywtheffol days ar past
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68r-v
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To cause accorde or to agree
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69r
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All yn the sight my lif doth hole depende
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69r
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Beholde love thye powre how she despisith
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69v
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thou haste no faith of him that eke hath none
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69v
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Theye fle from me that some tyme ded me seke
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69v-70r
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Ceaser whan the traytor of egipte
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70r
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yf chaunse assignid
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70v
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perdye I saide yt not
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70v-71r
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patiens for my devise
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71r
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I have sought long with stedfastnesse
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71v
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Nature that gave the bee so fete agrace
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71v
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to wishe and wante and not obtaine
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71v
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Ons me thoght ffortune me kist
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71v
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Resounde my voyse ye woodes that herithe me plaine
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72r
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The fruite of all the seruise that I serue
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72r
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Sins ye delight to kno
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72v
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Venus thorns that are so sharp and kene
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72v
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Ineternum I was ons determined
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72v
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Lyk as the swanne towardis her dethe
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73r
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Yf with complaint the paine might be exprest
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73r
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Cruell desire my master and my foo
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73r
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She sat and sewid that hathe done me the wronge
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73r
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Who hathe harde of such tyrannye before
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73r
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Ye know my herte my ladye dere
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73v
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Sins you will nedes that I shall sing
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73v
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Ons me thought fortune me kiste
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73v-74r
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comforte thy self my wofull herte
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74r
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What dethe is worsse then this
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74r
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I am not ded altho I had a falle
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74r
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My hope alas hath me abusid
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74v
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Me list no more to sing
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74v
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Nowe fare well love and theye lawes forever
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75r
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ffor to love her for her lokes lovelye
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75r
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To Rayle or geste ye kno I vse yt not
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My herte I gave the not to do yt paine
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75v
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The Ioye so short alas the paine so nere
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75v
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Eche man telles me I chaunge of my devise
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75v
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Payne of all payne the most grevos paine
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75v-76r
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lament my losse my labor and my payne
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76v
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what shulde I saye
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77r
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howe shulde I
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77r-v
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Gyve place all ye that dothe reioise
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77v
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Dyvers dothe vse as I have hard & kno
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77v
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the losse is small to lose suche on
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77v
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Spight hathe no powre to make me sadde
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78r
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Grudge on who liste this ys my lott
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78v
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ffortune dothe frown
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78v
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A my herte a what eilith the
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78v
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hate whom ye list for I kare not
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78v
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Greting to you bothe yn hertye wyse
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79r-v
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Mye love toke skorne my servise to retaine
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79v
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Tanglid I was yn loves snare
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79v-80r
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lengre to muse
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80r
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love doth againe
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80v
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Wythe seruing still
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81r
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now all of chaunge
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81r-v
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Dryven bye desire I dede this dede
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81v
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I abide and abide and better abide
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81v
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Absens absenting causithe me to complaine
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81v-82r
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I finde no peace and all my warre is donne
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82r-v
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patiens for I have wrong /
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82v
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whan that I call vnto my mynde
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82v-83r
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To make an ende of all this strif
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83r-v
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Wyll ye se / What Wonderous love hathe wrought
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84r
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Deme as ye list vppon goode cause
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84v
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I am as I am and so wil I be
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85r
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My nowne Iohn poyntz . sins ye delight to know
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85v-87r
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My mothers maides . when they dyd sow or spin
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87v
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now that ye be assemblled heer
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88r
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Womans harte vnto no creweltye
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89v
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ys thys afayre avaunte / ys thys honor
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89v
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yff all the erthe were parchment scrybable
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90r
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O marble herte and yet more harde perde
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90r
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Alas what shuld yt be to yow preiudyce
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90r
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how frendly was medea to Iason
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91r
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for thowgh I had yow to morow agayne
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91r
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yff yt be so that ye so creuel be
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91r-v
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Wo worthe the fayre gemme vertulesse
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91v
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for loue ys yet the moste stormy lyfe
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91v
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Also wyckyd tonges byn so prest
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91v
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And who that sayth that for to love ys vyce
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92r
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Stoppe me of my
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93r
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for who so ends
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93r
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but now helpe god to quenche all thys sorow
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93r
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ffortyn ells
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Back Matter
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