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[What fancies foule doth sillie maydes entise]
What fancies foule doth sillie maydes entise,
To like and loue the false and flattering wight,
What Viper would the selfe same thing dispise,
Which erst he sought with all his force and might:
But fond I was, and fickle his desire,
Like bauens blaze, that soone was set on fire.
To like and loue the false and flattering wight,
What Viper would the selfe same thing dispise,
Which erst he sought with all his force and might:
But fond I was, and fickle his desire,
Like bauens blaze, that soone was set on fire.
Such fire it was that wrought my deep annoy,
Such foole I was, that credulous would proue:
And trust repose, in him that did but toy,
And full of lust would counterfeit some loue.
Loe to my care with griefe of heart I find,
His flattering words, which were but blasts of wind.
Such foole I was, that credulous would proue:
And trust repose, in him that did but toy,
And full of lust would counterfeit some loue.
Loe to my care with griefe of heart I find,
His flattering words, which were but blasts of wind.
What Cockatrice, so pleasant once could smile,
And couer fraud with such a glorious baite:
Who would haue thought such beautie couered guile,
But Fowlers still their snares being laid, do wait,
And counterfeit, the sillie birds to trap,
So did this wretch, the more is my ill hap.
And couer fraud with such a glorious baite:
Who would haue thought such beautie couered guile,
But Fowlers still their snares being laid, do wait,
And counterfeit, the sillie birds to trap,
So did this wretch, the more is my ill hap.
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