Thenk eek how wel and wysly that he can
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Governe him-self, that he no-thing foryeteth,
That, wher he cometh, he prys and thank him geteth;
And eek ther-to, he shal come here so selde,
What fors were it though al the toun behelde?
55. Swich love of freendes regneth al this toun;
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And wrye yow in that mantel ever-mo;
And, god so wis be my savacioun,