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Henry Howard - The Fansy, Which That I Haue Serued Long
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The fansy, which that I haue serued long,  
 That hath alway bene enmy to myne ease,  
 Semed of late to rue vpon my wrong,  
 And bad me flye the cause of my misease.  
 And I forthwith dyd prease out of the throng,  
 That thought by flight my painfull hart to please  
 Som other way: tyll I saw faith more strong:  
 And to my self I sayd: alas, those dayes  
 In vayn were spent, to runne the race so long.  
 And with that thought, I met my guyde, that playn  
 Out of the way wherin I wandred wrong,  
 Brought me amiddes the hylles, in base Bullayn:  
 Where I am now, as restlesse to remayn,  
 Against my will, full pleased with my payn.
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