208 The Shepherdes Confession.
I must neur vēter to come in her p'n̄c. I haue so wandred the woodes & made so many a tree brāchles for ye search of this wagtaile as now beinge not able to wag any further, I am com vnto thy shrine sine she will not here me, to confes my greuos fault & offer sacrifice for ye sinne. If my oblacon be of force to moue thy spirit, to fore tell me I shall recour my La: bird againe who shalbe more bounde to thy holynes then thy poore shephard Willie? But if my offence haue not merite[d] such fauor as to say ye truth what can he deserue in ye sight of loue, who hath wilfully lost his wagtaile yet accept this sacrifice wch I bringe vnto thee. This viall wch I offer is a viall of teares wch I haue wept for my los wch eydew being but small in quantity because ye glas is but little & britel, may as a misticale relik be kept in thy temple to shew maidens should not greue to much for the los of so brikle athinge as is virgins maiden head. Holy father I haue cōfesse[d] all I attend thine absolution. Finis.
FINIS.
