No toures heye, and walles rounde or square.
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What sholde it han avayled to werreye?
Ther lay no profit, ther was no richesse,
But cursed was the tyme, I dar wel seye,
That men first dide hir swety bysinesse
To grobbe up metal, lurkinge in darknesse,
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And in the riveres first gemmes soghte.
Allas! than sprong up al the cursednesse