For I schal noght be wroth therby. 400
Bot that I wraththe and fare amis,
[Melancholy.]
Al one upon miself it is,[862]
That I with bothe love and kinde
Am so bestad, that I can finde
P. i. 293
No weie how I it mai asterte:
Which stant upon myn oghne herte
And toucheth to non other lif,