Dysdaine me not without desert

Dysdaine me not without desert
Nor leave me not so sodeynly,
Sence wel ye wot that in my hart
I meane nothing but honesty,
Dysdayne me not.
Refuse me not without cause why
Nor thynke me not to be unjust,
Since that by lot of fantasye
The careful knott nedes knyt I must,
Refuse me not
Mystrust me not, though some therbe
That fayne would spot my stedfastnesse,
Beleve them not seyng that ye se
The profe is not as they expresse :
Mystrust me not.
Forsake me not til I deserve
Nor hate me not til I swerve.
For syth you knew what I intend
Forsake me not.
Dysdayne me not being your owne :
Refuse me not that I am so true :
Mystrust me not til al be knowen :
Forsake me never for no new.
Disdayne me not.