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PART II.
The Lady's Letter of a Challenge to fight him upon refusing to wed her in a mask, without knowing who she was.
Night and morning, for a season,
In her closet would she reason
With herself, and often said,
Why has love my heart betray'd?
I that have so many slighted,
Am at length so well requited,
For my griefs are not a few;
Now I find what love can do.
He that has my heart in keeping,
Though I for his sake be weeping,
Little knows what grief I feel,
But I'll try it out with steel.
For I will a challenge send him,
And appoint where I'll attend him;
In a grove without delay,
By the dawning of the day.
He shall not the least discover,
That I am a virgin lovor,
By the challenge which I send;
But for justice I contend.
He has caused sad distraction,
And I come for satisfaction,
Which if he denies to give,
One of us shall cease to live.
