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Let no such vain fancies enter into your head,
That your soul may live when your body is dead.
True love for my father I bear in my heart,
And will be obedient in every part;
But rather than have you, I’ll chuse for to die,
So talk no more of it, dear father, O fy!
Dear child, thou art like the sweet innocent dove,
Yet thy charming beauty confines me to love;
Except thou wilt have me, thy life will I take,
And afterwards murder myself for your sake.
PART II.
To the second part, give attention, I pray,
Which shews how the Lady contrived a way
To deceive her old father, by her crafty skill,
Saying, Give me four things Sc your mind I’ll fulfil.
He said, my dear jewel, your will you shall have,
In any thing you can desire or crave;
They were four hard requests, you well may suppose,
The first three she named, went three suits of clothes.
The first suit resembling the stars in the skies,
The next of the clouds that before the wind flies;
The third is a garment most costly and rare,
Of every bird that doth fly in the air.
The other thing that I to ask will presume,
Is a golden bull to stand in my room.
I will get them for you, my jewel, he said,
If possible all these fine things can be made.
Then about the country his Nobles he sent,
To get all these fine things which she did invent;
They got these three suits and rode back with speed,
But seeing the clothes, then she wond’red indeed!
Her father said. I have brought you your clothes,
