That she may wite, withouten wene,
That thou [a]night no rest hast had,
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So sore for hir thou were bistad.
Wommen wel ought pite to take
Of hem that sorwen for hir sake.
And loke, for love of that relyke,
That thou thenke non other lyke,
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For [whom] thou hast so greet annoy,