THE FIRST BOOKE
OF AYRES

T h o m a s   M o r l e y

1600

5. I saw my Ladie weeping.

           I saw my Ladye weeping,
       And sorrowe proud to bee aduaunced so,
       In those fayre eyes, where all perfection kept [sic]
           Her face was full of woe,
       But such a woe, Beeleeue mee, as winnes mennes heartes,
       Then myrth can doo with her intising partes.