Why ne hadde I swich on with my soule y-bought,
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Ye, or the leeste Ioye that was there?
A-wey, thou foule daunger and thou fere,
And lat hem in this hevene blisse dwelle,
That is so heygh, that al ne can I telle!
190. But sooth is, though I can not tellen al,
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As can myn auctor, of his excellence,
Yet have I seyd, and, god to-forn, I shal