ANONYMOUS
She. Sith I have here been partynere
With, you of joy and bliss, I must also part of your woe
Endure, as reason is: Yet I am sure of one pleasure,
And shortly it is this That where ye be, me seemeth, parde,
I could not fare amiss. Without more speech I you beseech
That we were shortly gone; For, in my mind, of all mankind
I love but you alone.
He. If ye go thyder, ye must consider,
When ye have lust to dine, There shall no meat be for to gete,
Nether bere, ale, ne wine, Ne shetes clean, to lie between,
Made of thread and twine; None other house, but leaves and boughs,
To cover your head and mine. Lo, mine heart sweet, this ill diete
Should make you pale and wan: Wherefore I'll to the green-wood go,
Alone, a banished man.
She. Among the wild deer such an archere,
As men say that yc be, Ne may not fail of good vitayle
Where is so great plente: And water clear of the rivere Shall be full sweet to me;
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