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n my hat full harebrainedly thy flowers did I wear	A
Too late I find at last thy fruits are nothing worth	B
Thy blossoms fall and fade full fast though bravery bring them forth	C
By thee I hoped always in deep delights to dwell	D
But since I find thy fickleness Fancy quoth he farewell	D
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Thou mad'st me live in love which wisdom bids me hate	E
Thou bleared'st mine eyes and mad'st me think that faith was mine by fate	E
By thee those bitter sweets did please my taste alway	F
By thee I thought that love was light and pain was but a play	G
I thought that beauty's blaze was meet to bear the bell	D
And since I find myself deceived Fancy quoth he farewell	D
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The gloss of gorgeous courts by thee did please mine eye	H
A stately sight me thought it was to see the brave go by	H
To see their feathers flaunt to mark their strange device	I
To lie along in ladies' laps to lisp and make it nice	I
To fawn and flatter both I liked sometime well	D
But since I see how vain it is Fancy quoth he farewell	D
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When court had cast me off I toiled at the plough	J
My fancy stood in strange conceits to thrive I wot not how	J
By mills by making malt by sheep and eke by swine	K
By duck and drake by pig and goose by calves and keeping kine	K
By feeding bullocks fat when price at markets fell	D
But since my swains eat up the gains Fancy quoth he farewell	D
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In hunting of the deer my fancy took delight	L
All forests knew my folly still the moonshine was my light	L
In frosts I felt no cold a sunburnt hue was best	M
I sweat and was in temper still my watching seemed to rest	M
What dangers deep I passed it folly were to tell	D
And since I sigh to think thereon Fancy quoth he farewell	D
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A fancy fed me once to write in verse and rhyme	N
To wray my grief to crave reward to cover still my crime	N
To frame a long discourse on stirring of a straw	O
To rumble rhyme in raff and ruff yet all not worth a haw	O
To hear it said there goeth the man that writes so well	D
But since I see what poets be Fancy quoth he farewell	D
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At music's sacred sound my fancies eft begun	K
In concords discords notes and clefs in tunes of unison	K
In Hierarchies and strains in rests in rule and space	P
In monochords and moving modes in Burdens underbass	P
In descants and in chants I strained many a yell	D
But since musicians be so mad Fancy quoth he farewell	D
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To plant strange country fruits to sow such seeds likewise	P
To dig and delve for new found roots where old might well suffice	P
To prune the water boughs to pick the mossy trees	P
Oh how it pleased my fancy once to kneel upon my knees	P
To griff a pippin stock when sap begins to swell	D
But since the gains scarce quit the cost Fancy quoth he farewell	D
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Fancy quoth he farewell which made me follow drums	P
Where powdered bullets serves for sauce to every dish that comes	P
Where treason lurks in trust where Hope all hearts beguiles	P
Where mischief lieth still in wait when fortune friendly smiles	P
Where one day's prison proves that all such heavens are hell	D
And such I feel the fruits thereof Fancy quoth he farewell	D
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If reason rule my thoughts and God vouchsafe me grace	P
Then comfort of philosophy shall make me change my race	P
And fond I shall it find that Fancy sets to show	Q
For weakly stands that building still which lacketh grace by low	Q
But since I must accept my fortunes as they fell	D
I say God send me better speed and Fancy now farewell	D

George Gascoigne

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