For I wol never dispeired be.

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If Hope me faile, than am I

Ungracious and unworthy;

In Hope I wol comforted be,

For Love, whan he bitaught hir me,

Seide, that Hope, wher-so I go,

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Shulde ay be relees to my wo.

But what and she my balis bete,