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As wolde god, [yif] that hit mighte be

Ye weren in my contree, alle three,

And I with yow, to bere yow companye,

Than shulde ye seen yif that I ther-of lye!

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And, if I profre yow in low manere

To ben your page and serven yow right here,

But I yow serve as lowly in that place,

[I prey to Mars to yive me swiche a grace]