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;