My loue hath vowd hee will forsake mee, And I am alreadie sped. Far other promise he did make me When he had my maidenhead. If such danger be in playing, And sport must to earnest turne, I will go no more a-maying.
Had I foreseene what is ensued, And what now with paine I proue, Vnhappie then I had eschewed This vnkind euent of loue : Maides foreknow their own vndooing, But feare naught till all is done, When a man alone is wooing.
Dissembling wretch, to gaine thy pleasure, What didst thou not vow and sweare? So didst thou rob me of the treasure, Which so long I held so deare, Now thou prou'st to me a stranger, Such is the vile guise of men. When a woman is in danger.
That hart is neerest to misfortune That will trust a fained toong, When flattring men our loues importune, They entend vs deepest wrong, If this shame of loues betraying But this once I cleanely shun, I will go no more a-maying.