1584.
¶Such false dissembling men,
stoong with Alectos dart:
Must needs haue place to spit their spite,
vpon some guiltlesse hart:
Therefore, I must he pleasde,
that they triumph on me,
Alas, &c.
¶Therefore, Lord, I thee pray,
the like death downe to send,
Vpon these false suspected men,
or else their minds t'amend:
As thou hast done tofore,
vnto these persons three.
Alas what, &c.
A proper Song, Intituled: Fain wold I haue a pretie thing to giue vnto my Ladie.
To the tune of lustie Gallant.
¶Fain would I haue a pretie thing,
to giue vnto my Ladie:
I name no thing, nor I meane no thing,
But as pretie a thing as may bee.
Wentie iorneyes would I make,
and twentie waies would hie me,
To make aduenture for her sake,
to set some matter by me:
But I would faine haue a pretie thing, &c,
I name nothing, nor I meane nothing, &c.
¶Some do long for pretie knackes,
and some for straunge deuices:
God send me that my Ladie lackes,
I care not what the price is,
thus faine, &c
