POEM: VERSES
to tune of t;Si tu senora no ducles de mi.quot;
O fair! O s! my tongue, I conceived; For it ung. No! tongue to roof be cleaved, Fearing lest ised be, and soul do sing in me.
O fair! O s! accord excellet in sucy takes. Since truto all minds tellet in t and soul do sing in me.
O fair! O s! aineto see w fair sigo sing alway:
So t and soul do sing in me.
O fair! O s! I am at ease, For because my c singeto s disease: For no dumbness, nor deatay to true loves melody: and soul do sing in me.
O fair! O s! my tongue, I conceived; For it ung. No! tongue to roof be cleaved, Fearing lest ised be, and soul do sing in me.
O fair! O s! accord excellet in sucy takes. Since truto all minds tellet in t and soul do sing in me.
O fair! O s! aineto see w fair sigo sing alway:
So t and soul do sing in me.
O fair! O s! I am at ease, For because my c singeto s disease: For no dumbness, nor deatay to true loves melody: and soul do sing in me.