78. With that he smoot his heed adoun anoon,
And gan to motre, I noot what, trewely.
And I with that gan stille awey to goon,
And leet ther-of as no-thing wist hadde I,
And come ayein anoon and stood him by,
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And seyde, "a-wake, ye slepen al to longe;
It semeth nat that love dooth yow longe,
79. That slepen so that no man may yow wake.
Who sey ever or this so dul a man?"