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Thy loue so well thou didst fulfill,
Which answer’d mine in sweete accent:
But now I smell thy false intent,
Which is, with suttletie becleepe,
Since thou so ill thy faith dost keepe.
Thy faith and more thy solemne othe
Then to me firmely didst thou giue
Not to forget me, while I liue:
But now thou hast committed both
Vnto the windes, that also loth
Their little woorth abroad to sweepe,
Since thou so ill thy faith dost keepe.
If thou dost thinke that to beguile
Her that doth loue, it is a glorie,
Alas I cannot be but sorie:
With thousand such thou maist defile
Thy credit, and triumph each while
Of all that heere doe feede their sheepe,
Since thou so ill thy faith dost keepe.
Behold my matchlesse loue most deere,
And marke thy selfe, and who thouart,
For if thou wilt, with guilefull hart
Thou maist deceiue a thousand heere:
Then greater doth my loue appeere,
Then thy disloyaltie so deepe,
Since thou so ill thy faith dost keepe.
Musing I am, both night and day,
And sundrie waies my fancies mooue,
How that I might forget thy loue:
And then vnto my selfe I say,
That since thou dost me so betray,
My loue shall in obliuion sleepe,
Since thou so ill thy faith dost keepe.
But at the time when I decree
To practise it, then loue doth more
Renew his forces then before:
So that if loue aboundes in mee,
And that the same doth want in thee,
What shall I doe, shall not I weepe?
When thou so ill thy faith dost keepe.
A remedie, and very short
In th’end to take I will not feare,
Which shall be lesse for me to beare,

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