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CXVI

[Accusyd thoo I be without desert]

Accusyd thoo I be without desert,
Noone can hit proue, yet ye beleue hit treue;
Nor neuer yet, sens that ye had my hart,
Entended I to be false or untrewe.
Soner I wold of deth sustayne the Smart
Than breke one thyng of that I promast you;
Accept therfore my seruyce in good parte;
Noon ys a lyve that yll tonges can Extew.
Hold them as false and let not vs depart
Oure frendship old in hope of any new.
Put not thy trust in suche as vse to fayne,
Except thow mynd to put thy frynds to payne.