With Serving Still

 With serving still 
This I have won, 
For my goodwill 
To be undone.


And for redress 
Of all my pain, 
Disdainfulness 
I have again.


And for reward 
Of all my smart, 
Lo, thus unheard, 
I must depart.


Wherefore all ye 
That after shall 
By fortune be, 
As I am, thrall,

Example take 
What I have won, 
Thus for her sake 
To be undone.

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