That hadde of tresoun al his face
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Right blak withinne, and whyt withoute,
Thanketh him, gan on his knees loute.
Than was ther nought, but 'Every man
Now to assaut, that sailen can,'
Quod Love, 'and that ful hardily.'
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Than armed they hem communly
Of sich armour as to hem fel.