VII
‘Rest you still, most gallant lady,
Rest you still, and weep no more;
Of fair lovers there are plenty;
Spain doth yield a wondrous store.’—
‘Spaniards fraught with jealousy we often find,
But Englishmen through all the world are counted kind.
‘Rest you still, most gallant lady,
Rest you still, and weep no more;
Of fair lovers there are plenty;
Spain doth yield a wondrous store.’—
‘Spaniards fraught with jealousy we often find,
But Englishmen through all the world are counted kind.