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CLIII
[Myght I as well within my songe belaye]
Myght I as well within my songe belaye
The thing I wolde, as in my hart I maye.
Repentens shulde drawe frome those eyes
Salt tearis, with cryes, remorce, and grudge of harte,
Causles by cause that I haue ssuffred smart.
The thing I wolde, as in my hart I maye.
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Salt tearis, with cryes, remorce, and grudge of harte,
Causles by cause that I haue ssuffred smart.
Or myght I ellis enclose my paynfull breast,
That that myght be in syght, my great vnrest,
Ther shulde ye see tormentes Remayn
As hell of payne to move your crewell hart,
Causles by cause that I haue suffred smart.
That that myght be in syght, my great vnrest,
Ther shulde ye see tormentes Remayn
As hell of payne to move your crewell hart,
Causles by cause that I haue suffred smart.
Ther ys in hell not such a feruent fyere
As secret hete of inward hotte desyere,
That wyll not let the flame appayre
That I haue here within my wastyd hart,
Causles by cause that I haue suffred smart.
As secret hete of inward hotte desyere,
That wyll not let the flame appayre
That I haue here within my wastyd hart,
Causles by cause that I haue suffred smart.
Yet you cause yt, and ye may cause my welthe;
Ons cause yt, then retorne vnto my helthe;
And of all mene releve that man
That nothyng can but crye: ‘Releve this hart,
Causles by cause that I haue suffred smart.’
Ons cause yt, then retorne vnto my helthe;
And of all mene releve that man
That nothyng can but crye: ‘Releve this hart,
Causles by cause that I haue suffred smart.’
Redres ye ought that harme that ye haue donne,
Yt ys no game that ye nowe haue bygonne;
But worthye blame ye shall remayne
To do hym payne that knowythe not thought of hart,
Causeles by cause that I haue suffred smart.
Yt ys no game that ye nowe haue bygonne;
But worthye blame ye shall remayne
To do hym payne that knowythe not thought of hart,
Causeles by cause that I haue suffred smart.
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