What was is nott: what may shalbee:
a ladye fayre once sayde to mee
And bydd me gesse yf I coulde fynde
therby the meanynge of her mynde
Madame quoth I harde was his lotte
by whom is ment what was ys nott
But such fayre grace befall to me
as yow to graunte what may shalbee
Yett yff yow thinke my wishe to [lardge
even att your will controle [your charge
Who woulde nott better fortune trye
then of your hande to lyve or dye
For after deathe my Sowle woolde boaste
to ende of that he lovede moste
Yett yf I mighte obtayne my will
I wishe to lyve and love yow still
And when that mynde in me decayes
lett somme mischaunge shutt upp my dayes
And better happe I hope to see
yf yow will graunt what may shalbee
And no such blame my browe shall blott
to cause yow saye what was is nott
Now bee yow judge off my desarte
Since here my hande bewrayes my harte.