Sin that the goddes been contraire to me.
But sin my name is lost through yow,' quod she,
'I may wel lese a word on yow, or letter,
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Al-be-it that I shal be never the better;
For thilke wind that blew your ship a-wey,
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The same wind hath blowe a-wey your fey.'—
But who wol al this letter have in minde,
Rede Ovide, and in him he shal hit finde.