That Iubiter thurg[=h] his hye request
To alle the goddes aboue celestyal
Made in his palais most Imperyal

To you my lady vpholder of my lyf
Mekely I thanke so as I may suffise
That ye list now wit[=h] herte ententyf
So graciously for me to deuyse
That whyle I lyue wit[=h] humble sacrefise
Vpon your auters your fest yer by yer
I shal encence casten in to the fyre

For of your grace I am ful reconsiled
From euery troble vnto ioye and ease
That sorowes alle be from me exiled
Sit[=h] ye my lady list now tappease
My paynes olde and fully my disease
Vnto gladnes so sodenly to torne
Hauyng no cause from hens fort[=h] to morne

For sithen ye so mekely liste to daunte
To my seruise hym that louet[=h] me best
And of your bounte so graciously to graunte
That he ne shal barye thoug[=h] hym leste
Wherof myn herte is fully brought to reste
For now and euer o lady myn benigne
That hert and wi[=ll] I hooly to you resigne

Thankyng you wit[=h] al my ful herte
That of your grace and visitacion
So humble liste hym to conuerte
Fully to ben at my subiection
Wit[=h] oute chaunge or transmutacion
Vnto his laste, now laude and reuerence
Be to your name and excellence

This al and sum and chief of my request
And hool substance of my ful entente
You thankyng euer of your graunt & hest
Bot[=h] now and euer that ye me grace sent
To conquer hym that neuer shal repent
Me for to serue and humblye for to please
As fynal tresour of my hertes ease

And than anon venus cast a doun
In to her lappe braunches whyte and grene
Of hawthorn that wenten enuyron
Aboute her heed that ioye was to sene
And had her kepe hem honestly and clene
Whiche shold not fade ne neuer wexe olde
Yf she her biddyng kepe as she hat[=h] told

And as these vowes be bothe fair and swete
Folowe theffecte that they do specifye
This is to seyne bot[=h] in cold and hete
Be ye of one hert and of one fantasye
As ar these leues whiche may not dye
By no duresse of stormes that be kene
Nomore in wynter than in somer grene

Right so by ensample of wele or woo
For Ioye torment or for aduersite
Whether so fortune fauoure, or be foo
For pouert riches or prosperyte
That ye your hert kepe in on degre
To loue hym best for no thing that ye fyne
Whom I haue bound so low vnder your cheyne

And wit[=h] [that] word the goddesse shoke her heed
And was in pees & spack as tho nomore
And therwit[=h] a[=ll] ful femynyn of drede
Me thought this lady sighen gan ful sore
And