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I. And she was fair as is the Rose in May 5
II. And this was gladly in the Eventide 15
III. And Volatile, as ay was his usage 25
IV. Curteis she was, discrete, and debonaire 41
V. Thou lovest me, that wot I wel certain 52
VI. Love maketh all to gone misway 64
VII. His Herte bathed in a Bath of Blisse 78
VIII. God wote that worldly Joy is sone ago 89
IX. Of Colour pale and dead was she 101
X. And spending Silver had he right ynow 111
XI. Yeve me my Deth, or that I have a Shame 123
XII. And to the Dinner faste they hem spedde 133
XIII. After my Might ful fayne wold I you plese 144
XIV. Love is a Thing, as any Spirit, free 154
XV. Not for your Linage, ne for your Richesse 165
XVI. No Man may alway have Prosperitee 174
XVII. And in my Herte wondren I began 184
XVIII. Love wol not be constreined by Maistrie 194
XIX. I deme that hire Herte was ful of Wo 205
XX. Al sodenly she swapt adown to Ground 216
XXI. For Wele or Wo, for Carole, or for Daunce 227
XXII. For I wol gladly yelden hire my Place 239
XXIII. And come agen, be it by Day or Night 250
XXIV. Ay fleth the Time, it wol no Man abide 260
XXV. But I wot best wher wringeth me my Sho 271
XXVI. Forbid a Love and it is ten Times so wode 285
XXVII. I may not don as every Ploughman may 295
XXVIII. Love is not old, as whan that it is new 305
XXIX. I meane well, by God that sit above 319
XXX. Ther was no Wight, to whom she durste plain 330
XXXI. I wolde live in Pees, if that I might 342
XXXII. For Love and not for Hate thou must be ded 349
XXXIII. Is there no Grace? Is there no Remedie? 358
XXXIV. Sens Love hath brought us to this piteous End 373