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LXXII

[Syns ye delite to knowe]

Syns ye delite to knowe
That my torment and woo
Should still encrese
Withoute relese,
I shall enforce me so
That liff and all shall goo,
For to content your cruelnes.
And so this grevous trayne
That I to long sustayn
Shall sometyme cese
And have redresse;
And you also remain
Full pleased with my pain,
For to content your cruelnes.
Onles that be to light
And that ye would ye myght
Se the distresse
And hevines
Of oon slain owte right,
Therewith to please your sight,
And to content your cruelnes.
Then in your cruell mode
Would god fourthwith ye woode
With force expresse
My hert oppresse
To do your hert suche good
To se me bathe in blode,
For to content your cruelnes.

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Then cowld ye aske no more
Then should ye ease my sore,
And the excesse
Of myn excesse;
And you should evermore
Defamed be therefore,
For to repent your cruelnes.