Boece. 'Now confesse I wel,' quod I, 'that I see now wel
certeinly, with-oute doutes, the thinges that whylom semeden
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uncertain to me.'
'But,' quod she, 'thilke thing that desireth to be and to
dwellen perdurably, he desireth to ben oon; [for yif that] that
oon were destroyed, certes, beinge ne shulde ther non dwellen
to no wight.'
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'That is sooth,' quod I.