Wolde it biwreye, [or dorste], or sholde conne,
For al the good that god made under sonne;
55. That rather deye I wolde, and determyne,
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As thinketh me, now [stokked] in presoun,
In wrecchednesse, in filthe, and in vermyne,
Caytif to cruel king Agamenoun;
And this, in alle the temples of this toun,
Upon the goddes alle, I wol thee swere,
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