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LV

[‘A Robyn]

A Robyn
Joly Robyn
Tell me how thy leman doeth
And thou shall knowe of myn.’
‘My lady is vnkynd, perde!’
‘Alack, whi is she so?’
‘She loveth an othre better than me,
And yet she will say no.’

Responce

I fynde no suche doublenes,
I fynde women true.
My lady loveth me dowtles,
And will chaunge for no newe.

Le plaintif

Thou art happy while that doeth last,
But I say as I fynde,
That womens love is but a blast
And torneth like the wynde.

Responce

Yf that be trew yett as thou sayst
That women turn their hart,
Then spek better of them thou mayst
In hope to hau thy partt.

Le plaintif

Suche folkes shall take no harme by love
That can abide their torne,
But I alas can no way prove
In love but lake and morne.

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Responce

But if thou wilt avoyde thy harme
Lerne this lessen of me,
At othre fires thy self to warme
And let theim warme with the.