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[How shall y plece A creature uncerteyn]
How shall y plece A creature uncerteynyour light [greuans] shall not me constreyn,
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þat ye loth y love wrappe þat yn your trayn
How shold y
your on syttyng spech puttyth me to payn
with owt cause god knowyth y do not fayn
with hert y wyll you plece and your love attayn
How shold y plece A creature vncertayn
When y fynd you stedfast and certayn
y am right glad trstyng hit well remayne
but light [grevens?] turnyth your love agayne
How sholde y plece A creature oncertayne.
An old seyd saw hasty men sone slayn
love me lytyll and longe. Hote love doth not Rayne
speke or ye smyte, barke or ye byte
hold yowr handes twayn
How shold y plece a creature oncertayne.
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