Specimens of English literature from the 'Ploughmans crede' to the ...

XX. (l) SONGES AND SONETTES, 235Then at the fote it rageth ouer all. 5So fareth loue, when he hath tane a sourseRage is his raine, Resistance vayleth none.The first eschue is remedy alone.(I)Of his loue that pricked her finger with a nedle.CHe sat,and sowed, that hath done me the wrongWherof I plain, and haue done many a dayAnd, whilst she herd my plaint in piteous song,She wisht my hart the samplar, thar ^ it lay.The blinde maister whom I haue serued so long, 5Grudgyng to heare that he did heare her say.Made her owne weapon do her finger blede.To fele if pricking wer so good in dede.* Old text * that,' which gives no sense. Read ' thar,* which is often usedto mean ' where.'