The deth I wolde me shulde slo
Whyl I lye in hir armes two.
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Myn harm is hard, withouten wene,
My greet unese ful ofte I mene.
But wolde Love do so I might
Have fully Ioye of hir so bright,
My peyne were quit me richely.
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Allas, to greet a thing aske I!