As ferforth as hit in my power lay,
[Unreprovable] unto my wyfhood ay,
The same wolde I felen, lyf or deeth.
And thilke covenant, whyl me lasteth breeth,
I wol fulfille, and that shal wel be [sene];
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Was never unto hir love a trewer quene.'
And with that word, [naked], with ful good herte,
Among the serpents in the pit she sterte,
And ther she chees to han hir buryinge.