The Louer voweth how so euer he be guerdoned to loue faithfully

Wthankfull though she were
and had disdainefull browe,
Regarding nought my constant hart,
ne forcing of hir vowe:
Since sowen is the séede
of faithfull friendships lore,
Vnconstant will I neuer be
ne breake my Hest therefore.
Let Fortune vse hir force
so Cupide stande mine ayde,
And Cyprid laugh with loouely looke,
I will not be afrayde.
By mée the Noble kinde
of man shall not be shamde,
Recorde through mée shall neuer force
our sequell be defamde.
Albe that I consume
my gréene and growing youth,
Yea age and all without rewarde
yet nill I swarue my truth.
Eche that shall after come,
and liue when I am dust,
This louing hart shall well descrie
the Key of perfite trust.
Hir, while my vitall breath
these fainting limmes shall mooue:
Yea, after death in hollow Vawte
ytombed, will I looue.
Force shée my seruice true
I force it not at all,
Rue she by ruth my dréerie life
or it to mercy call:
In stay my Loue shall stand,
I will not false my fayth,
Ne breake my former plighted hest
or promise to the death.
Disdaine shall neuer force
my friendship once awrie:
Ere that I craue immortall Gods
that ye will let me die.
Let Dido still complaine
Aeneas broken Hest,
Of all that came to Carthage Coast
the most vnfaythfull guest.
Vntrustie Theseus eke
let Ariadne cléepe,
Escaping from his friendly Féere
yled in slumbring sléepe:
So let Medea blame
the Knight that woon the Flise,
That forced naught at all in fine
hir cleapings and hir cries:
Haue thou the faythfull hart
of thine assured Friend,
Ere he be of that retchlesse race
the Sunne awrie shall wende.
Where so thou yéelde him grace
or as an outcast shoon:
Expect his former plighted Hest
as thou tofore hast doon.
Loue will hée neuer blame
ne Venus lawes forgo,
Life sooner shall than loue decrease
his faith is fixed so.