And wite thou wel, withoute were,
That thee shal [seme], somtyme that night,
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That thou hast hir, that is so bright,
Naked bitwene thyn armes there,
Al sothfastnesse as though it were.
Thou shalt make castels than in Spayne,
And dreme of Ioye, al but in vayne,
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And thee delyten of right nought,