"Songes and Sonettes written by the ryght honorable
Lorde Henry Haward late Earle of Surrey, and other" | ||
Within my brest
The louer professeth himself constant.
Within my brest I neuer thought it gain,Of gentle mynde the fredom for to lose.
Nor in my hart sanck neuer such disdain,
To be a forger, faultes for to disclose.
Nor I can not endure the truth to glose,
To set a glosse vpon an earnest pain.
Nor I am not in nomber one of those,
That list to blow retrete to euery train.
"Songes and Sonettes written by the ryght honorable
Lorde Henry Haward late Earle of Surrey, and other" | ||