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MercB 1 Your yen two wol slee me sodenly;
MercB 2 I may the beautee of hem not sustene,
MercB 3 So woundeth hit thourghout my herte kene.
MercB 4 And but your word wol helen hastily
MercB 5 My hertes wounde while that hit is grene,
MercB 6 Your yen [two wol slee me sodenly];
MercB 7 [I may the beautee of hem not sustene].
MercB 8 Upon my trouthe I sey you feithfully
MercB 9 That ye ben of my lyf and deeth the quene,
MercB 10 For with my deeth the trouthe shal be sene.
MercB 11 Your yen [two wol slee me sodenly];
MercB 12 [I may the beautee of hem not sustene],
MercB 13 [So woundeth it thourghout my herte kene].
MercB 14 So hath your beautee fro your herte chaced
MercB 15 Pitee, that me ne availeth not to pleyne,
MercB 16 For Daunger halt your mercy in his cheyne.
MercB 17 Giltles my deeth thus han ye me purchaced;
MercB 18 I sey you sooth, me nedeth not to feyne;
MercB 19 So hath your beautee [fro your herte chaced]
MercB 20 [Pitee, that me ne availeth not to pleyne].
MercB 21 Allas, that Nature hath in you compassed
MercB 22 So greet beautee, that no man may atteyne
MercB 23 To mercy though he sterve for the peyne.
MercB 24 So hath your beautee [fro your herte chaced]
MercB 25 [Pitee, that me ne availeth not to pleyne],
MercB 26 [For Daunger halt your mercy in his cheyne].
MercB 27 Sin I fro Love escaped am so fat,
MercB 28 I never thenk to ben in his prison lene;
MercB 29 Sin I am free, I counte him not a bene.
MercB 30 He may answere and seye this and that;
MercB 31 I do no fors, I speke right as I mene.
MercB 32 Sin I fro Love [escaped am so fat],
MercB 33 [I never thenk to ben in his prison lene].
MercB 34 Love hath my name ystrike out of his sclat,
MercB 35 And he is strike out of my bokes clene
MercB 36 For evermo; [ther] is non other mene.
MercB 37 Sin I fro Love [escaped am so fat],
MercB 38 [I never thenk to ben in his prison lene];
MercB 39 [Sin I am free, I counte him not a bene].


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