PREFACE
Ahh that what doth I doth hath to say I fayne to say But say be it for thy pleasure or thy pain Yet that what just said be But the trueth of love for many a Dame Yet I not be vain for I doth But to say my say just repeat what that Petrarch didst say what none who that doth of women know not gainsay for love for some Dames be But a dichotomy of contraries inst their hart a unity of they
For
Love giveth pain But as well giveth much woe
I fele such pain Yet love that which giveth much joy to gain
Love if this be thenst why fele I dreary so
Ahh to fathom the hart of such Dames willst confound thee to hell to gain