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The fault was in him sir,
He wooed it so trim sir,
Alas poor seelie fellow,
Make much of thy pillow.
Make much of thy pillow.
Finis.
An answer as pretie to the scof of his Lady,
by the yongman that came a wooing,
Wherein he doth flout her.
Being glad he went without her,
Misliking both her and her dooing.
Las Loue, why chafe ye?
Why fret ye, why fume ye?
to me it seemeth verie strange,
Me thinks ye misuse me,
So soone to refuse me,
vnlesse you hope of better change:
Wel, wel:
Wel now, I perceiue ye,
You are mindful to leaue me:
Now sure it doth grieue me:
That I am vnworthie:
That I am vnworthie.
¶I mean not to let ye, nor I can not forget ye,
it wil not so out of my minde:
My loue is not daintie, I see you haue plenty
that set so little by your friend.
Goe too spin on now I pray you, I list not to stay,
I will goe play me:
I am vnfit for you, &c.
[¶]Leaue off to flout now, and prick on your clout now
