Chaunge of Country, Shall Not Chaunge Fancie

To syfte my fate in forrein soyle,
a time though I depart:
Yet distaunce none, ne tyme, nor toyle
shall pluck from thee my hart.
But as I earst vnfaynedly,
haue vowde me wholy thyne:
So will I stande assuredly,
howe ere the worlde enclyne.
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