And lat us caste how forth may best be drive
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This tyme, and eek how freshly we may live
Whan that she cometh, the which shal be right sone;
God help me so, the beste is thus to done.
57. Rys, lat us speke of lusty lyf in Troye
That we han lad, and forth the tyme dryve;
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And eek of tyme cominge us reioye,
That bringen shal our blisse now so blyve;