A Revocation

What should I say?— Since Faith is dead,And Truth awayFrom you is fled?Should I be ledWith doubleness?Nay! nay! mistress.

I promised you,And you promised me,To be as trueAs I would be.But since I seeYour double heart,Farewell my part!

Thought for to take'Tis not my mind;But to forsakeOne so unkind;And as I findSo will I trust.Farewell, unjust!

Can ye say nayBut that you saidThat I alwayShould be obeyed?And — thus betrayedOr that I wist!Farewell, unkist!