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MY FANTASY WILL NEVER TURN

SPITE of his spite, which that in vain
Doth seek to force my fantasy,
I am professed for loss or gain,
To be thine own assuredly:

Wherefore let my father spite and spurn,
My fantasy will never turn!

Although my father of busy wit,
Doth babble still, I care not though;
I have no fear, nor yet will flit,
As doth the water to and fro;

Wherefore let my father spite and spurn,
My fantasy will never turn!

For I am set and will not swerve,
Whom spiteful speech removeth nought;
And since that I thy grace deserve,
I count it is not dearly bought;

Wherefore let my father spite and spurn,
My fantasy will never turn!

Who is afraid, let you him fly,
For I shall well abide the brunt:

Maugre to his lips that listeth to lie,
Of busy brains as is the wont ;

Wherefore let my father spite and spurn.
My fantasy will never turn!

Who listeth thereat to laugh or lour,
I am not he that aught doth reach ;
There is no pain that hath the power,
Out of my breast your love to fetch ;
Wherefore let my father spite and spurn,
My fantasy will never turn!

For whereas he moved me to the school,
And only to follow my book and learning:
He could never make me such a fool,
With all his soft words and fair speaking;
Wherefore let my father spite and spurn,
My fantasy will never turn!

This minion here, this mincing trull,
Doth please me more a thousand fold,
Than all the earth that is so full

Of precious stones, silver and gold;

Wherefore let my father spite and spurn,
My fantasy will never turn!

Whatsoever I did it was for her sake,
It was for her love and only pleasure;
I count it no labour such labour to take,
In getting to me so high a treasure.

Wherefore let my father spite and spurn
My fantasy will never turn!

This day I intended for to be merry,
Although my hard father be far hence,

I know no cause for to be heavy,
For all this cost and great expense.
Wherefore let my father spite and spurn,
My fantasy will never turn!

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ANTHONY MUNDAY

1553-1633

WANTON LOVE

WHEN wanton Love had walked astray,
Then good Regard began to chide,
And meeting her upon the way,

Says, Wanton lass, thou must abide;

For I have seen in many years

That sudden love breeds sullen fears.

Shall I never, while I live, keep my girl at school! She hath wandered to and fro,

Further than a maid should go :

Shall she never, while she lives, make me more a fool.

John a Kent and John a Cumber.

SUNDERED LOVE

You that seek to sunder love,
Learn a lesson ere you go,
And as others pains do prove,
So abide yourselves like woe.

For I find, and you shall feel
Self-same turn of Fortune's wheel:

Then if wrong be [so] repaid,
Say deserved amends it made.

John a Kent and John a Cumber.

ROBIN HOOD AND HIS MERRY MEN

Now wend we together, my merry men all,
Unto the forest side-a:

And there to strike a buck or a doe
Let our cunning all be tried-a.

Then go we merrily, merrily on,

To the greenwood to take up our stand Where we will lie in wait for our game, With our bent bows all in our hand.

What life is there like to Robin Hood ?
It is so pleasant a thing-a

In merry Sherwood he spends his days
As pleasantly as a king-a.

No man may compare with Robin Hood,
With Robin Hood, Scathlocke and John:
Their like was never, and never will be,
If in case that they were gone.

They will not away from merry Sherwood
In any place else to dwell;

For there is neither city nor town
That likes them half so well.

Our lives are wholly given to hunt,

And haunt the merry greenwood, Where our best service is daily spent For our master Robin Hood.

Metropolis Coronata.

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