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| Your yen two wol slee me sodenly; |
| I may the beautee of hem not sustene, |
| So woundeth hit thourghout my herte kene. |
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| And but your word wol helen hastily |
| 5 | My hertes wounde while that hit is grene, |
| Your yen [two wol slee me sodenly]; |
| [I may the beautee of hem not sustene]. |
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| Upon my trouthe I sey you feithfully |
| That ye ben of my lyf and deeth the quene, |
| 10 | For with my deeth the trouthe shal be sene. |
| Your yen [two wol slee me sodenly]; |
| [I may the beautee of hem not sustene], |
| [So woundeth it thourghout my herte kene]. |
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| II |
| So hath your beautee fro your herte chaced |
| 15 | Pitee, that me ne availeth not to pleyne, |
| For Daunger halt your mercy in his cheyne. |
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| Giltles my deeth thus han ye me purchaced; |
| I sey you sooth, me nedeth not to feyne; |
| So hath your beautee [fro your herte chaced] |
| 20 | [Pitee, that me ne availeth not to pleyne]. |
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| Allas, that Nature hath in you compassed |
| So greet beautee, that no man may atteyne |
| To mercy though he sterve for the peyne. |
| So hath your beautee [fro your herte chaced] |
| 25 | [Pitee, that me ne availeth not to pleyne], |
| [For Daunger halt your mercy in his cheyne]. |
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| III |
| Sin I fro Love escaped am so fat, |
| I never thenk to ben in his prison lene; |
| Sin I am free, I counte him not a bene. |
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| 30 | He may answere and seye this and that; |
| I do no fors, I speke right as I mene. |
| Sin I fro Love [escaped am so fat], |
| [I never thenk to ben in his prison lene]. |
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| Love hath my name ystrike out of his sclat, |
| 35 | And he is strike out of my bokes clene |
| For evermo; [ther] is non other mene. |
| Sin I fro Love [escaped am so fat], |
| [I never thenk to ben in his prison lene]; |
| [Sin I am free, I counte him not a bene]. |