Sith Bialacoil was fro him fare.
Love hath to him do greet distresse,
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He hath no nede of more duresse.
Voideth from him your ire, I rede;
Ye may not winnen in this dede.
Makith Bialacoil repeire ageyn,
And haveth pite upon his peyn;
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For Fraunchise wol, and I, Pite,