XV. When on my deare I doe demaund the due
When on my deare I doe demaund the due
When on my deare I doe demaund the due, that to affection,
and firme faith belongeth, A friend to mee she saith shee will bee true, a friend to
mee, shee saith shee will bee true, a friend to mee bee true: and with this answere still
my ioyes prolongeth, prolongeth, but deare tell mee, But
deere tell mee what friendship is in this, Thus for to wrong mee and delay
my blisse. But deere tell mee, what friendship is in this, Thus for to wrong mee, and delay my blisse.
