Al is not gospel, out of doute,
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That men seyn in the toune aboute;
Ley no deef ere to my speking;
I swere yow, sir, it is gabbing!
I trowe ye wot wel certeynly,
That no man loveth him tenderly
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That seith him harm, if he wot it,
Al be he never so pore of wit.