Madam, withouten many words

Madam, withouten many words,Once, I am sure, ye will or no.And if ye will, then leave your bordes,And use your wit and show it so.

And with a beck ye shall me call.And if of one that burneth alwayYe have any pity at all,Answer him fair with yea or nay.

If it be yea, I shall be fain.If it be nay, friends as before.Ye shall another man obtain,And I mine own and yours no more.