Ful faire it spradde, [god it] blesse!
For suche another, as I gesse,
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Aforn ne was, ne more vermayle.
I was abawed for merveyle,
For ever, the fairer that it was,
The more I am bounden in Loves laas.
Longe I abood there, soth to saye,
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Til Bialacoil I gan to praye,