Than shul we for our labour han no mede;
But wel I wot, thou wilt answere and seye:
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'Lo! olde Grisel list to ryme and pleye!'
Nay, Scogan, sey not so, for I mexcuse,
God help me so! in no rym, doutelees,
Ne thinke I never of slepe wak my muse,
That rusteth in my shethe stille in pees.
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Whyl I was yong, I putte hir forth in prees,