[V. Fly if yu wilt be flying]
Fly if yu wilt be flying
Fly if yu wilt be flying, Foe to my
hart most wrathfull, which more & more grows faithfull,
Desire pursues thee crying, to tell thee of his torment, and
of my dying, and of my dying, But if my harts desire be
not, I hope by loue to see thee caught, to see thee caught or woūded,
I hope by loue to see thee caught or wounded.
But if my harts desire be not, with griefe cōfounded, I hope by
loue to see thee caught or wounded, I hope by
loue to see thee caught, thee caught or wounded.