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to ben citezein of thilke citee. So that I sey, that the [face] of this
place ne moveth me nat so mochel as thyne owne face. Ne I
axe nat rather the walles of thy librarie, aparayled and wrought
with yvory and with glas, than after the sete of thy thought. In
whiche I putte nat whylom bokes, but I putte that that maketh
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bokes worthy of prys or precious, that is to seyn, the sentence of
my bokes. And certeinly of thy desertes, bistowed [in comune]
[good], thou hast seid sooth, but after the multitude of thy gode