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A PRAISE OF FAYRE GERALDINE,

BY LORD SURREY.

I sighe mournfulle for Geraldine,
For lovelie Geraldine I playne;
And oft I wish her harte was mine,
But vaine are sighes, and teares are vaine.
But she perchaunce mote cruel be,
And slighten of Cupid the bande,
Because she may not fynde a he
That meriteth her lilied hande.
Ah me! sith none but such may wooe,
And turne to her with hope his eyes;
Far hence fayre Geraldine must goe,
And seek a lover in the skyes.