This is to seyne, I wol be youres ever;
Though ye me slee by Crueltee, your fo,
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Algate my spirit shal never dissever
Fro your servyse, for any peyne or wo.
Sith ye be deed—allas! that hit is so!—
Thus for your deth I may wel wepe and pleyne
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With herte sore and ful of besy peyne.'
Here endeth the exclamacion of the Deth of Pyte.