Besechynge god that I that day may se
That thy honour may prospere and augment
So that thy name and offyce may agre
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In this short balade I can nat comprehende
All my full purpose that I wolde to the wryte
But fayne I wolde that thou sholde sone assende
To heuenly worshyp and celestyall delyte
Than shoulde I after my pore wyt and respyt,
Display thy name, and great kyndnes to me