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And, whan this lettre was forth sent anoon,
[And knew] how brotel and how fals he was,
She for dispeyr for-dide herself, allas!
[Swich sorwe hath she], for she besette her so.
Be war, ye women, of your sotil fo,
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Sin yit this day men may ensample see;
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And [trusteth], [as in love], no man but me.