University of Virginia Library

TO AUTHORS

That endite on the Passion of Love.

Ye who do songs of love endite,
Knoweth not well of that ye write,
Sith ye nere with passion strove;
Go moan, and hide in groves, and sighe,
Adore her name, and wish to dye,
And then ye well may wryte of love.
But ye may answer make, and cry,
‘Where is the object for our sigh?
Who is the mayde may make hearts pine?’
Ah, did ye never marke a mayde
That wandereth in Windsor shade,
Then larne—it is fayre Geraldine.