The Lover Showeth How He Is Forsaken of Such as He Sometimes Enjoyed
THEY flee from me that sometime did me seek, With naked foot stalking in my chamber. I have seen them gentle tame and meek That now are wild and do not remember That sometime they put themselves in danger To take bread at my hand; and now they range Busily seeking with a continual change.
Thanked be fortune, it hath been otherwise Twenty times better; but once in special, In thin array after a pleasant guise, When her loose gown did from her shoulders did fall, And she me caught in her arms long and small; And Therewithall sweetly did me kiss, And softly said, "Dear heart, how like you this?"
It was no dream, I lay broad waking; But all is turned thorough my gentleness Into a strange fashion of forsaking; And I have leave to go of her goodness And she also to use newfangleness. But since that I so kindly am served, I would fain know what she hath deserved.