Biholden hir, and loken on hir face,
And seyde, 'on suche a mirour goode grace!'
39. Than thoughte he thus, 'if I my tale endyte
Ought hard, or make a proces any whyle,
She shal no savour han ther-in but lyte,
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And trowe I wolde hir in my wil bigyle.
For tendre wittes wenen al be wyle
Ther-as they can nat pleynly understonde;
For-thy hir wit [to serven] wol I fonde'—