The frenshe man sayth / that shall be shall be
yf that I dye / louer was neuer none
Deyed in this worlde / for a fayrer persone
Your beaute causeth all my amyte
Why sholde your beaute / to my dethe condyscende
your vertue and mekenes / dyde so arest me
Why sholde ye than to dame dysdayne intende
your prudence your goodnes / dooth mercy extende
Why sholde ye than enclyne to cruelte
Your grace I trust wyll non extremyte