Thou Art The Best O'

Crowns In My Purse I Have, And Goods At Home, And So Am Come Abroad To See The World.

When My Love Swears That She Is Made Of Truth, I Do Believe Her, Though I Know She Lies.

Do Not Speak Like A Death's-head, Do Not Bid Me Remember Mine End.

For Many Men That Stumble At The Threshold Are Well Foretold That Danger Lurks Within.

If Ever Thou Be'st Bound In Thy Scarf And Beaten, Thou Shalt Find What It Is To Be Proud Of Thy Bondage.