63. But at the laste answerde and seyde, 'freend,
This lechecraft, or heled thus to be,
Were wel sitting, if that I were a feend,
To traysen hir that trewe is unto me!
I pray god, lat this consayl never y-thee;
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But do me rather sterve anon-right here
Er I thus do as thou me woldest lere.
64. She that I serve, y-wis, what so thou seye,
To whom myn herte enhabit is by right,