And al that ever I wolde nat, I-wis,

That finde I redy to me evermore;

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And of al this I not to whom me pleyne.

For she that mighte me out of this bringe

Ne reccheth nat whether I wepe or singe;

So litel rewthe hath she upon my peyne.

Allas! whan sleping-time is, than I wake,

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Whan I shulde daunce, for fere than I quake;