He determineth to cease to Love

FOR to love her for her looks lovely,

My heart was set in thought right firmly,

Trusting by truth to have had redress;

But she hath made another promess,

And hath given me leave full honestly.

Yet do I not rejoice it greatly;

For on my faith I loved too surely,

But reason will that I do cesse,

For to love her.

Since (that in love the pains been deadly),

Methink it best that readily

I do return to my first address;

For at this time too great is the press,

And perils appear too abundantly,

For to love her.