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[How can I sing, and haue no ioy in heart]
How can I sing, and haue no ioy in heart,
In heart no ioy, a heauy dolefull iest,
A iest, God wote: that still procures my smart,
A cruell smart that breedeth mine vnrest.
Shall I then sing, and can not iest nor ioy,
Nay rather weepe thus liuing in annoy.
In heart no ioy, a heauy dolefull iest,
A iest, God wote: that still procures my smart,
A cruell smart that breedeth mine vnrest.
Shall I then sing, and can not iest nor ioy,
Nay rather weepe thus liuing in annoy.
Why should I weepe, or heauie lot bewayle:
Why should I sobbe, and sigh with sobbing care:
For herein teares, sighes, nor sobbes can preuaile,
But hope may helpe to rid me from this snare.
The valiant minde condemnes such trifling toyes,
Though cruell loue bereaue his wished ioyes.
Why should I sobbe, and sigh with sobbing care:
For herein teares, sighes, nor sobbes can preuaile,
But hope may helpe to rid me from this snare.
The valiant minde condemnes such trifling toyes,
Though cruell loue bereaue his wished ioyes.
O balefull ioy reioysing in the sight
Of beauties flowre, a flowre like Cockeatrice.
Whose view doeth pearce the man of greatest might,
And doeth subuert the reason of the wise.
Such was the sight that did inthrawle my sight,
Such was the spight that wrought me deepe despight.
Of beauties flowre, a flowre like Cockeatrice.
Whose view doeth pearce the man of greatest might,
And doeth subuert the reason of the wise.
Such was the sight that did inthrawle my sight,
Such was the spight that wrought me deepe despight.
Haue I then pawn'd my credite to this end:
Haue I my life in ballance put therefore,
Her life to saue and credite to defend,
And brought my life to thraldome for euermore.
And may not hope this curtesie to haue,
Euen at her handes, her champions life to saue.
Haue I my life in ballance put therefore,
Her life to saue and credite to defend,
And brought my life to thraldome for euermore.
And may not hope this curtesie to haue,
Euen at her handes, her champions life to saue.
Despaire not man, thou hast not tryed her truth,
Doubt not before that she an answer giue,
Seeke first for fauour, women be full of ruth,
Though she denie, let no deniall grieue.
Women will say, and will vnsay againe,
And oft refuse the thing they would obtaine.
Doubt not before that she an answer giue,
Seeke first for fauour, women be full of ruth,
Though she denie, let no deniall grieue.
Women will say, and will vnsay againe,
And oft refuse the thing they would obtaine.
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