The Pastime of Pleasure: An Allegorical Poem

by Stephen Hawes

Wo worth the herte with love at debate;

Wo worth the beaute which toke me in snare;

Wo worth the hert that wyll not cease my care;

Wo worth her maners and her goodlynes;

Wo worth her eyes so clere and amyable;

Wo worth such cause of my great sicknes;

Wo worth pite on her not tendable;

Wo worth her minde in disdayne so stable;

Wo worth her that hath me fettered fast;

And wo worth love that I do spend in wast.