His heed to the wal, his body to the grounde
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Ful ofte he swapte, him-selven to confounde.
36. His eyen two, for pitee of his herte,
Out stremeden as swifte welles tweye;
The heighe sobbes of his sorwes smerte
His speche him rafte, unnethes mighte he seye,
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'O deeth, allas! why niltow do me deye?
[A-cursed be the day] which that nature