She doth hir-self a shame, and him a gyle.
112. Now wherby that I telle yow al this?
Ye woot your-self, as wel as any wight,
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How that your love al fully graunted is
To Troilus, the worthieste knight,
Oon of this world, and ther-to trouthe plyght,
That, but it were on him along, ye nolde
Him never falsen, whyl ye liven sholde.
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