XIV.

THE PROFFERED SERVICES OF AFFECTION.

Mi hart, my mynde and my hole poure,
My servyce trew, wyth all my myght,
On lond or see, in storme and shour,
I geve to you, be day and nyght,
And eke my body for to fyght,
My goods, also, be at your plesur,

Take me, and myne, as your owne tresure.

When your wyll is, be nyght or day,

To ryde or go I wyll be prest, And not refuse that I do may

To perysh the hart wythin my brest Adversant trobles at your request Shall me not dere, but to be pleasure, Take me and myn, as your owne tresure.

Yf ye fare well, great myrth I make,
Yf you mysfare, the contrary,

My grefe doth grow, my myrth doth slake,
And redi I am strayt for to dye.

As ye do fare, evyn so fare I;'

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Your wo my payn, your joy my plesur,

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Take me and myne, as your owne treasure.

Yow for to please, it ys my mynd,
And you to serve my wyll yt ys;
What shuld I more thus waste my wynd,
I have nothyng that you can myse,
Nor ought can do wyth my servyce:
And shal be [wholely] at youer pleasure,
Take me and myne, as youre own treasure.

Ancient Songs and Ballads.

CLASS IV.

COMPRISING

THE REIGNS OF EDWARD VI., QUEEN MARY, AND QUEEN ELIZABETH.

Unto myselffe alone,

Thus do I make my mowne,

That unkyndnes haith kyllyd me,
And putt me to this peyne,

Alas! what remedy

That I cannot refreyne!

Whan other men doyth sleype,
Thene do I syght and weype,
All ragin' in my bed,
As one for paynes neyre ded;
That unkyndnes have kyllyd me,
And putt me to this payne,
Alas! what remedy

That I cannott refreyne!

My harte ytt have no reste,
But styll wyth peynes oppreste,

And yett of all my smart,
Ytt grevith moste my harte,

[V. 11. ragins.]

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