I Am Not The Rose, But I

Of Harmes Two The Lesse Is For To Cheese.

I Gave My Whole Heart Up, For Him To Hold.

And When A Beest Is Deed, He Hath No Peyne; But Man After His Deeth Moot Wepe And Pleyne.

Yblessed Be God That I Have Wedded Fyve! Welcome The Sixte, Whan That Evere He Shal.

There's Never A New Fashion But It's Old.