For to reherse hir chere and hir speking;
And from the morwe gan this speche laste
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Til dounward drow the sonne wonder faste.
The noyse of foules for to ben delivered
So loude rong, 'have doon and let us wende!'
That wel wende I the wode had al to-shivered.
Come of!' they cryde, 'allas! ye wil us shende!
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Whan shal your cursed pleding have an ende?