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What mooued thee vnto loue,
expresse and tell the same:
Saue fancie thine, that heapt thy paine,
thy follie learne to blame.
¶For when thou freedome didst enioie,
thou gauest thy selfe to ease,
And letst self-will the ruling beare,
thy fancie fond to please:
Then stealing Cupid came,
with bow and golden dart:
He struck the stroke, at pleasure he
that now doth paine thy hart:
Blame not the Gods of loue,
But blame thy self thou maist:
For freedome was disdaind of thee,
and bondage more thou waiest.
¶Who list, thou saist. to liue at rest,
and freedome to possesse:
The sight of gorgeous Dames must shun,
least loue do them distresse:
Thou blamest Cupidoes craft,
who strikes in stealing sort:
And sets thee midst the princely Dames,
of Beauties famous fort:
And meaning wel thou saiest,
as one not bent to loue,
Then Cupid he constrains thee yeeld,
as thou thy self canst prooue.
¶Faire Ladies lookes in libertie,
enlarged not thy paine:
Ne yet the sight of gorgeous Dames,
could cause thee thus complaine.
It was thy self indeed,
that causd thy pining woe,
Thy wanton wil, and idle minde,
causd Cupid strike the blow:
