To the Lady That Scorned Her Lover ALTHOUGH I had a check, To give the mate is hard; For I have found a neck, To keep my men in guard. And you that hardy are, To give so great assay Unto a man of war, To drive his men away; I rede you take good heed, And mark this foolish verse; For I will so provide, That I will have your ferse. And when your ferse is had, And all your war is done; Then shall yourself be glad To end that you begun. For if by chance I win Your person in the field; Too late then you come in Yourself to me to yield. For I will use my power, As captain full of might; And such I will devour, As use to shew me spite. And for because you gave Me check in such degree; This vantage, lo ! I have, Now check, and guard to thee. Defend it if thou may; Stand stiff in thine estate: For sure I will assay, If I can give thee mate. |
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