Now must I lerne to lyve at rest

Now must I lerne to lyve at rest
And weyne me of my wyll,
For I repent where I was prest
My fansy to fullfyll.

I may no lenger more endure
My wonted lyf to lede.
But I must lerne to put in ure
The change of Womanhede.

I may not see my servys long
Rewardyd in suche wyse,
Nor I may not sustayn suche wrong
That ye my love dyspyse

I may not sighe in sorows depe
Nor wayle the want of love.
Nor I may nother cruche nor crepe
Wher hyt dothe not behove.

But I of force must nedes forsake
My fay the so fondly sett.
And frome henceforthe must undertake
Suche foly to fforgett

Now must I seke som other ways
My self for to withsave,
And as I trust by myn assays
Som remedy to have.

I aske none other remedy
To recompense my wronge
But ons to have the lyberty
That I have lakt so long.