VII.
[Fie fie, fie fie what a coile is heere]
[1]
Fie fie, fie fie what a coile is heere,
Why strike you so to get a kisse,
Doe doe doe what you will,
You shall be nere the neere,
Had I been willing
So to be billing
You had preuailed long ere this,
Sweete stand away, let me alone,
Or els in faith, Ile get me gone.
2
Come come come doe you not perceiue,
I am not yet dispos'd to yeeld,
Staie staie staie but a while,
My loue will giue you leaue,
This my denyall,
Is but a tryall,
If faint desire will flie the field,
Whoop looke you now, I pray be still,
Naie then in faith doe what you will.
