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To false report

Against a gentlewoman by whom he was refused.

To false report and flying fame,
While erst my minde gaue credite light,

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Beleuyng that her bolstred name
Had stuffe to shew that praise did hight.
I finde well now I did mistake,
Vpon report my gounde
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grounde

to make.

I hearde it sayd such one was she,
As rare to finde as parragon,
Of lowly cheare of heart so free,
As her for bounty could passe none.
Such one sofaire
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so faire

though forme and face,

Were meane to passe in seconde place.
I sought it neare thinkyng to finde,
Report and dede both to agree:
But chaunge had tride her suttell minde,
Of force I was enforced to see,
That she in dede was nothing so,
Which made my will my hart forgo.
For she is such as geason none,
And what she most may bost to be:
I finde her matches mo then one,
What nede she so to deale with me?
Ha flering face with scornefull harte,
So yll rewarde for good desert?
I will repent that I haue done,
To ende so well the losse is small,
I lost her loue, that lesse hath wonne,
To vaunt she had me as her thrall.
What though a gyllot sent that note,
By cocke and pye I meant it not.