Thise portours been unkonninge ever-mo;
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And I wol doon hem holden up the [yate]
As nought ne were, al-though she come late.'
164. The day goth faste, and after that comth eve,
And yet com nought to Troilus Criseyde.
He loketh forth by hegge, by tree, by greve,
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And fer his heed over the wal he leyde.
And at the laste he torned him, and seyde,