One love, one troth, between us both.
Constant true love comes from above.
You are my friend unto the end.
49.
_To his Sweetheart, to whom he sent a Purse with these verses in
it._
Sweetheart, my love to you I commend;
And therewithal this purse to you I send:
Which is not filled with silver or with gold;
Only my heart it doth contain and hold.
50.
_To a Maid these lines were sent, with a Scarf._
This scarf will keep off the rude wind
Which to your lips the way would find.
I would have none know the bliss
But myself, at your sweet kiss:
Which I would have none else to taste,
Lest your stock of kisses waste.
51.
_On a Knife._
If you love me as I love you.
Nothing can cut our love in two.
52.
_To a Gentlewoman who appointed one to buy her a Mask; which he
bought, and sent it with this Posy._
It is a pity you should wear a mask!
This is the reason if you ask,
Because it hides your Face so fair
Where roses mixed with lilies are:
It clouds your beauty so that we
Your cherry Lips can seldom see:
And from your Face keeps off our eyes;
Which is indeed Love's Paradise.
53.
_Verses sent with a pair of Bracelets._
These bracelets like a circle shall
Environ round your arm.
Happy are they, whate'er befall,
That shall be kept warm.
And may they, like two Circles prove,
To charm your heart for to love me!
Let CUPID the Magician be,
To charm your heart for to love me!
54.
_Posies for Rings._