Upon a day, my lyf in thy servyse,
It mighte nought a mote in that suffyse.
230. The sonne, which that al the world may see,
1605
Saw never yet, my lyf, that dar I leye,
So inly fair and goodly as is she,
Whos I am al, and shal, til that I deye;
And, that I thus am hires, dar I seye,
That thanked be the heighe worthinesse
1610