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CLXXXII
[The hart and servys to yow profferd]
The hart and servys to yow profferd
With ryght good wyll full honestly,
Refuce yt not syns yt is offerd
But take yt to yow jentylly.
With ryght good wyll full honestly,
Refuce yt not syns yt is offerd
But take yt to yow jentylly.
And tho yt be a small present,
Yet good, consyder gracyowsly
The thowght, the mynd, and the entent
Of hym that lovys you faythfully.
Yet good, consyder gracyowsly
The thowght, the mynd, and the entent
Of hym that lovys you faythfully.
Yt were a thyng of small effecte
To worke my wo thus cruelly,
Ffor my good wyll to be abiecte:
Therfore accepte yt lovyngly.
To worke my wo thus cruelly,
Ffor my good wyll to be abiecte:
Therfore accepte yt lovyngly.
Payn or travell, to rune or ryde,
I vndertake yt plesawntly;
Byd ye me go and strayte I glyde
At your commawndement humbly.
I vndertake yt plesawntly;
Byd ye me go and strayte I glyde
At your commawndement humbly.
Payn or plesure now may yow plant
Evyn whyche it plese yow stydfastly;
Do whyche yow lyst, I shall not want
To be your servant secrettly.
Evyn whyche it plese yow stydfastly;
Do whyche yow lyst, I shall not want
To be your servant secrettly.
And syns so muche I do desyre
To be your owne Assuryddly,
Ffor all my servys and my hyer
Reward your servante lyberally.
To be your owne Assuryddly,
Ffor all my servys and my hyer
Reward your servante lyberally.
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