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Nought shalt thou win, by that which I shall loose, Thou ge st no gains, though I be thus bereft, And though that I, between two mischiefs goes, Where nought but bale, and wretched woe is less Yet thy reward, which dost assault my friend, (In whose delight, my heart was fed long whyl ) Shall be disdain, and hatered in the end, A guerdo itte, for such a Tyrant vile. HOw canst thou say, thou dost dezerue my heart, Which killest my heart, and causest all my woe, Oh Gracious Prince, to thee my moan I make, And prostrate fallen, Oh Prince before thy foot, With wonted grace, on me some pity take, Oh salve my soar, let sorrow find some boot. I swelled in sighs, and sure shall die to see My friend dispatched, and murdered in this wise, Oh bid the wretch, come thrust his sword in me, For from my love, the cause of grief does rise. I made the fault, then punish me therefore, Shall silly Lamb, be led to slaughter thus? Do either help, with death my endless soar, Or with remorse, and ruth the case discuss, If he do die, by Mighty Jou I swear I will not live, if sword or knife be found, With scratched face, I know at first, my , And then and , my , steal away Oh Queen, in hast,