And now my pen alas wyth wyche I wryte

quaketh for drede off that I muste endyte



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O very lord o love o god alas

That knowest best myn hert and all my thowght

what shall my sorowful lyfe donne in thys caas

Iff I forgo that I so dere haue bowght

Syns ye [_____] and me have fully brought [5]

Into your grace and both our hertes sealed

howe may ye suffer alas yt be repealed



What I may doo I shall whyle I may dure

or lyue in torment and in curel payne

Thys infortune or thys dysaventure [10]

alone as I was borne I wyl complayne

ne neuer wyl I sene yt shyne or rayne

but ende I wyl as edyppe in derknesse

my sorowful lyfe and so dy in dystresse



O wery goste that errest to and fro [15]

why wyld thow not flye owt off the wofullest

Body that euer myght on grounde go

a soule lurkyng in thys woful nest

flye forth owt my herte and yt breste

and folowe alwaye [_____] thy lady dere [20]

they ryght place ys nowe no lenger here



O ye louers that hygh vpon the whele

ben sette of fortune in good aventure

god grawnte that ye fynden aye loue of stele

and longe maye yowr lyfe in ioye endure [25]

but when ye comen by my sepulture

remembre that yowr felowe resteth there

for I louyd eke thowgh I vnworthy were.