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Madam Withouten Many Words

 Madam, withouten many words
Once I am sure ye will or no .
.
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And if ye will, then leave your bourds And use your wit and show it so, And with a beck ye shall me call; And if of one that burneth alway Ye have any pity at all, Answer him fair with & {.
} or nay.
If it be &, {.
} I shall be fain; If it be nay, friends as before; Ye shall another man obtain, And I mine own and yours no more.

Poem by Sir Thomas Wyatt
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