ANONYMOUS

Long thou for love never so high, My love is more than thine may be. Thou weepest, thou gladdest, I sit thee by: Yet would st thou once, love, look unto me ! Should I always feede thee With children meat ? Nay, love, not so ! I will prove thy love with adversite Quia amore langueo.

Wax not weary, mine own wife ! What mede is aye to live in comfort? In tribulation I reign more rife Ofter times than in disport. In weal and in woe I am aye to support : Mine own wife, go not me fro ! Thy mede is marked, when thou art mort : Quia amore langueo.

25. The Nut-Brown Maid

I5th Cent. He. f^E lt rt ght or wrong, these men among

• • On 'women do complain ;

Affirming this, honu that it is

A labour spent in vain To love them <wele ; for never a dele

They love a man again : For let a man do what he can

Their favour to attain, Tet if a nenv to them pursue, Their first true lover than Laboureth for naught ; for from her thought He is a banished man.

2j. never a dele] never a bit. than] then.

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