And whiche eyen my lady hadde!
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Debonair, goode, glade, and sadde,
Simple, of good mochel, noght to wyde;
Therto hir look nas not a-syde,
Ne overthwert, but beset so wel,
Hit drew and took up, everydel,
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Alle that on hir gan beholde.
Hir eyen semed anoon she wolde