Er this, tell on and hyde it noght.
[The Lover’s Confession. Danger.]
P. i. 330
Mi fader, upon loves side[984]
Mi conscience I woll noght hyde,
Confessio Amantis.
How that for love of pure wo
I have ben ofte moeved so,
That with my wisshes if I myhte,
A thousand times, I yow plyhte,