The cõforte of louersThe Comfort of Lovers
Her gentyll herte / enclyneth to bounte

Thus beaute / godlynesse / vertue / grace / and wytte

With bounte and mekenesse / in this lady is knytte

¶ Amour.

Thus whan my eyes hadde beholde her wele

Madame I sayd how may I now be gladde

But sygh and sorowe with herte euery dele

Longe haue I loued / and lytell conforte hadde

Wherfore no wonder though that I be sadde

Your tendre age / full lytell knoweth ywys

To loue vnloued / what wofull payne it is

C.iii.

¶ Pucell.

Thoughe that I be yonge / yet I haue perceueraũce

Tho

That ther is no lady / yf that she gentyll be

Th

And ye haue with her ony acquayntaunce

An

And after cast / to her your amyte


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