Friend. And will you, then, Margret, be shorn a nunne, and so leave us all?
Margret. Now farewell world, the engin of all woe!
Farewell to friends and father! Welcome Christ! 30
Adiew to daintie robes! this base attire
Better befits an humble minde to God
Than all the show of rich abilliments.
Love[1551] ... oh love!—and, with fond love, farewell
Sweet Lacie, whom I loved once so deare! 35
Ever be well, but never in my thoughts,
Least I offend to think on Lacies love: