For which ful ofte a day 'allas!' she seyde,
690
'That I was born! Wel may myn herte longe
After my deeth; for now live I to longe!
Allas! and I ne may it not amende;
For now is wors than ever yet I wende.
100. My fader nil for no-thing do me grace
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To goon ayein, for nought I can him queme;
And if so be that I my terme passe,