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Charles Brockden Brown (1771–1810). Edgar Huntley; or, Memoirs of a Sleep-Walker. 1857.

The Minor Poems

XXIII. A Balade of Compleynt

COMPLEYNE ne coude, ne might myn herte neverMy peynes halve, ne what torment I have,Though that I sholde in your presence ben ever,My hertes lady, as wisly he me saveThat bountee made, and beutee list to graveIn your persone, and bad hem bothe in-fereEver tawayte, and ay be wher ye were.As wisly he gye alle my Ioyes hereAs I am youres, and to yow sad and trewe,And ye, my lyf and cause of my good chere,And deeth also, whan ye my peynes newe,My worldes Ioye, whom I wol serve and sewe,My heven hool, and al my suffisaunce,Whom for to serve is set al my plesaunce.Beseching yow in my most humble wyseTaccepte in worth this litel povre dyte,And for my trouthe my service nat despyse,Myn observaunce eek have nat in despyte,Ne yit to long to suffren in this plyte,I yow beseche, myn hertes lady dere,Sith I yow serve, and so wil yeer by yere.