Chords for Lucasta's Song by Lisa Theriot

Tell me not, sweet, I am unkind, That from the nunnery of thy chaste breast
And quiet mind, to war and arms I fly.
True, a new mistress now I chase, The first foe in the field,
And with a stronger faith embrace A sword, a horse, a shield.
Yet this inconstancy is such as you too shall adore.
I could not love thee, dear, so much, Loved I not honour more. _ _ _ _
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It is [D] the way of [A] men who wield the sword, To do [G] and act [D] precisely [A] as they choose,
_ _ [G] Secure in [A]
expectation of [Bm] reward [G] No arms of [D] lesser metal can [A] refuse.
_ _ _ [Bm] _
I [D] do not say [A] therefore you are _ unkind, [G] To leave a [D] quiet home for [A]
trumpets' _ blare,
[G] But rather [A] of a prideful bent [Bm] and blind to [G] love,
When [D] glory bids you seek [A] your share. _ _
Why [G] should a woman [A] waste her youth away, Just to [G] churn so [D] while beauty [E] turns to dust?
_ _ [G] _ Your [A] honour sets your course, [Bm] you [A] say, So do now as [Bm] you will, [A] I do now [Bm] as I _ _ must. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ _ [A] _
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_ _ [Bm] _ _ [G] _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ [Bm] _
So I [D] commend thee [A] with a heart full free, To [G] Mars and [D] all his arts and [A] tools of war,
[G] And pray that Venus [A]
and a man for [Bm] me [G] Who loves his [D] honour less _ and [A] me the more. _
_ _ Why [G] should a woman waste [A] her youth away, Just to [G] churn so [D] while beauty turns to [E] _ _ dust?
_ [G] _
Your honour [A] sets your [Bm] course, you say, So do now as you [Bm] will, [A] I _ [Bm] _
_ [A] do now as I _ _ must.
_ _ _ _ [G] Now go and reap the [Bm] spoils the sword may earn,
_ _ Lucaster does [G] not wait on your [Bm] return. _ _
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