To [dyen in the peyne], I coude nought!
And, for the love of god that us hath wrought,
Lat in your brayn non other fantasye
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So crepe, that it cause me to dye!
216. And that ye me wolde han as faste in minde
As I have yow, that wolde I yow bi-seche;
And, if I wiste soothly that to finde,
God mighte not a poynt my Ioyes eche!
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