Madam,
withouten many words
Once I am sure ye
will or no;
And if ye will, then leave
your bords
And use your wit
and show it so,
And with a beck ye shall
me call;
And if of one that burneth alway
Ye have any pity at all,
Answer him fair
with yea or nay.
If it be yea I
shall be fain;
If it be nay, friends as
before;
Ye shall another man obtain,
And I mine
own and yours no more.
