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