Classic Poem

Madame, withouten many wordes,
Ons I ame sure ye will or no;
And if ye will, then leve your bordes,
And use your wit and shew it so.

And with a beck ye shall me call,
And if of oon that burneth alwaye
Ye have any pitie at all,
Aunswer him faire with yea or nay.

Yf it be yea, I shalbe fayne;
If it be nay, frendes as before;
Ye shall an othre man obtain,
And I myn owne and yours no more.