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156 THE NUTBROWNE JIAIDE.
Yet wolde I be that one. 10
For in my mynde, of all mankynde I love but you alone."
" Myn oune dere love, I see the prove
That ye be kynde and trewe ; Of mayde and wyf, in all my lyf, «*
The best that ever I knewe. Be mery and glad, be no more sad,
The case is chaunged newe; For it were ruthe that for your trouth
You shuld have cause to rewe. 3»
Be not dismayed : whatsoever I sayd
To you whan I began, I wyl not too the grene wod goo ;
I am noo banysshyd man."
" Theis tidingis be more glad to me 323
Than to be made a quene, Yf I were sure they shuld endure ;
But it is often seen, When men wyl breke promyse, they speke
The wordis on the splene. s*
Ye shape some wyle me to begyle,
And stele fro me, I wene; Then were the case wurs than it was,
And I more woo-begone ; For in my mynde, of all mankynde ««
I love but you alone."