135. But herte myn, sin that I am your man,
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And been the ferste of whom I seche grace,
To serven you as hertely as I can,
And ever shal, whyl I to live have space,
So, er that I departe out of this place,
Ye wol me graunte, that I may to-morwe,
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At bettre leyser, telle yow my sorwe.'
136. What shold I telle his wordes that he seyde?