ANONYMOUS
She. Though in the wood I understood
Ye had a paramour, All this may nought remove my thought,
But that I "will be your'. And she shall find me soft and kind
And courteis every hour; Glad to fulfil all that she will
Command me, to my power* For had ye, lo, an hundred mo,
Yet would I be that one For, in my mind, of all mankind
I love but you alone.
He. Mine own dear love, I see the prove
That ye be kind and true, Of maid, of wife, in all my life,
The best that ever I knew. Be merry and glad, be no more sad,
The case is changed new; For it were ruth that for your truth
Ye should have cause to rue. Be not dismayed, whatsoever I said
To you when I began: I will not to the green-wood go;
I am no banished man.
She. These tidings be more glad to me
Than to be made a queen, If I were sure they should endure;
But it is often seen
When men will break promise they speak The word is on the splene. on the splene] in jest.
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