ELDER ENGLISH POETS.

Elder Foets.

LOVE-LONGING.

[AUTHOR UNKNOWN:-CIRCA A.D. 1300.]

FOR hir loue I carke and care
For hir loue I droope and dare
For hir alle my blisse is bare,
And I wex wan.

For hir loue in slepe I slake,
For hir loue alle nighte I wake,
For hir loue I mournynge make
More than any man.

RONDEAU.

I.

I.

YOURE two eyn will sle me sodenly,
I may the beauté of them not sustene,
So wendeth it thorowout my herté kene

2.

And but your words will helen hastely
My hertis wound, while that it is grene,
Youre two eyn will sle me sodenly.

3.

Upon my trouth I sey yow feithfully,

That ye ben of my liffe and deth the quene; For with my deth the trouth shal be sene. Youre two eyn, &c.