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Dysdayne.

Fayre maystres I made not these wordes on my fyngers
Wene ye I wolde speke them & haue no grounde wheron
But fyrst I wyll say I shrewe his fyrst bryngers
In the parlour without the gate he myght haue stand alone
But I wyll tell you my causes syth ye be suche one
As must haue accomptes / nay therof ye shall pardon me
I wyll seke for an other whiche shall my trubles mone
I wyll fyrst knowe your rule / what wote ye where ye be