The book of British ballads . I say not nay, but that all dayIt is bothe writ and saydeThat womans faith is, as who sayth, All utterly decayde;But, neverthelesse, ryght good wytnesse In this case might be layd,That they love trewe, and contynew : Recorde the Nut-brown Mayd :Which, from her love, (when, her to prove, He cam to make his mone),Wolde not depart; for in her herteShe loved but hym alone. Than, betweine us, lete us discusse What was all the manereBetwene them two : we wyll also Tell all the payne, and fere,That she was in. Now I begyn, So that ye me answere ;Wherfore, ye, that presen
The book of British ballads . I say not nay, but that all dayIt is bothe writ and saydeThat womans faith is, as who sayth, All utterly decayde;But, neverthelesse, ryght good wytnesse In this case might be layd,That they love trewe, and contynew : Recorde the Nut-brown Mayd :Which, from her love, (when, her to prove, He cam to make his mone),Wolde not depart; for in her herteShe loved but hym alone. Than, betweine us, lete us discusse What was all the manereBetwene them two : we wyll also Tell all the payne, and fere,That she was in. Now I begyn, So that ye me answere ;Wherfore, ye, that present beI pray you, gyve an eareI am the knyght; I come by nyght, As secret as I can ;Sayinge, Alas ! thus standeth the case,I am a banyshed man. And I your wyll for to fulfyll In this wyll not refuse ;Trustyinge to shewe, in wordes few, That men have an ille use(To theyr own shame) women to blame, And causelesse them accuse ;Therfore to you I answere nowe. All women to excuse,—My owne hart dere, with you what chere ? I pray yo
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