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‘I wilbe true to thee, Lord of Learne,
Or else Christ be not soe vnto me;
And as I am a trew ladye,
I’le neuer marry none but thee.’
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Shee sent in for her father, the Duke,
In all the speed that ere might bee;
‘Put of my wedding, father,’ shee said,
‘For the loue of God, this monthës three.