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Thou shalt forthenke, and sore rewe.'
With that the cherl his clubbe gan shake,
Frouning his eyen gan to make,
And hidous chere; as man in rage,
For ire he brente in his visage.
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Whan that he herde him blamed so,
He seide, 'Out of my wit I go;
To be discomfit I have gret wrong.