Criseyde, and sin ye may do me no werse,
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Fy on your might and werkes so diverse!
Thus cowardly ye shul me never winne;
Ther shal no deeth me fro my lady twinne.
172. For I this world, sin ye han slayn hir thus,
Wol lete, and folowe hir spirit lowe or hye;
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Shal never lover seyn that Troilus
Dar not, for fere, with his lady dye;