Songes and sonettes, written by the right honorable Lorde Henry Haward late Earle of Surrey, and other

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Songes and sonettes, written by the right honorable Lorde Henry Haward late Earle of Surrey, and other
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[London] :: Apud Richardum Tottel. Cum priuilegio ad imprimendum solum,
1557.
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"Songes and sonettes, written by the right honorable Lorde Henry Haward late Earle of Surrey, and other." In the digital collection Early English Books Online. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A03742.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed May 8, 2024.

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The louer praieth his seruice to be accepted, and his de¦faultes pardoned.

PRo••••yn that somtime serued Cephalus With hart as true as any louer might. Yet her betide in louing this vnright That as in hart with loue surprised thus She on a day to see this Cephalus Where he was wont to shroude him in the shade When of his hunting he an ende had made. Within ye woods with dredful lote forth stalketh

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So bussly loue in her hed it walketh. That she to sene him may her not restraine. This Cephalus that heard one shake ye leaues Uprist all egre thrusting after pray, With darte in hand him list no further daine, To see his loue but slew her in the greaues, That ment to him but perfect loue alway. So curious bene alas the rites all, Of mighty loue that vnnethes may I thinke, In his high seruice how to loke or winke. Thus I complaine that wretchedst am of all, To you my loue, and soueraine lady dere, That may my hart with death or life stere As ye best list. That ye vouchsafe in all Mine humble seruice. And if me misfall, By negligence, or els for lacke of wit. That of your mercy yo do pardon it, And t••••nk y loue made Procrin shake ye leues When with vnright she slain was in y greues.
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