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196 JANE SHORE.
Yet Mistress Blague, a neighbour near, Whose friendship I esteemed dear, so
Did say, " It is a gallant thing To be beloved ,of a king."
By her perswasions I was led
For to defile my marriage-bed,
And wronge my wedded husband Shore, 35
Whom I had lov'd ten years before.
In heart and mind I did rejoyce,
That I had made so sweet a choice;
And therefore did my state resign,
To be King Edward's concubine. *>
From city then to court I went, To reap the pleasures of content; There had the joys that love could bring, And knew the secrets of a king.
When I was thus advanc'd on high, «
Commanding Edward with mine eye, For Mistress Blague I in short space Obtain'd a living from his Grace.
No friend I had, but in short time
I made unto promotion climb; so
But yet for all this costly pride,
My husbande could not me abide.
His bed, tho' wronged by a king, His heart with deadly grief did sting;