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(80) Thy musicke still to play and sing, And yet thou wouldst not loue me. Greensleeues was all my ioy, & ¶ And who did pay for all this geare, that thou didst spend when pleased thee? (85) Euen I that am reiected here, and thou disdainst to loue me. Greensleeues was all my ioy, & ¶ Wel, I wil pray to God on hie, that thou my constancie maist see: (90) And that yet once before I die, thou wilt vouchsafe to loue me. Greensleeues was all my ioy, & Greensleeues now farewel adue, God I pray to prosper thee: (95) For I am stil thy louer true, come once againe and loue me. Greensleeues was all my ioy, &

FINIS

A proper sonet, wherin the Louer dolefully
sheweth his grief to his L. & requireth pity.
To the tune of, Row wel ye Marriners. +

A s one without refuge, For life doth pleade with panting |(breath And rufully the Iudge, Beholds (whose doome grants life or |(death, (5) So fare I now my onelie Loue, Whom I tender as Turtle Doue, Whose tender looks (O ioly ioy) Shall win me sure your louing boy: