With pitous voys, 'O lord, now youres is
My spirit, which that oughte youres be.
Yow thanke I, lord, that han me brought to this;
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[But whether goddesse or womman], y-wis,
She be, I noot, which that ye do me serve;
But as hir man I wole ay live and sterve.
62. Ye stonden in hire eyen mightily,
As in a place un-to your vertu digne;
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