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| LO! how I seek and sue to have | |
| That no man hath, and may be had; | |
| There is [no] more but sink or save, | |
| And bring this doubt to good or bad. | |
| To live in sorrows always sad, | 5 |
| I like not so to linger forth; | |
| Hap evil or good I shall be glad | |
| To take that comes, as well in worth. | |
| Should I sustain this great distress, | |
| Still wandering forth thus to and fro, | 10 |
| In dreadful hope to hold my peace, | |
| And feed myself with secret woe? | |
| Nay! nay! certain, I will not so! | |
| But sure I shall myself apply | |
| To put in proof this doubt to know, | 15 |
| And rid this danger readily. | |
| I shall assay by secret suit | |
| To shew the mind of mine intent; | |
| And my deserts shall give such fruit | |
| As with my heart my words be meant; | 20 |
| So by the proof of this consent | |
| Soon out of doubt I shall be sure, | |
| For to rejoice, or to repent, | |
| In joy, or pain for to endure. | |
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