And leest worthy of alle hem, I am he.
But never-the-les, my righte lady swete,
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Thogh that I be unconning and unmete
To serve as I best coude ay your hynesse.
Yit is ther fayner noon, that wolde I hete,
Than I, to do yow ese, or elles bete
What-so I wiste were to [yow distresse].
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And hadde I might as good as I have wille,