To love doth his obeissance,
And weneth it be Glodeside;
And sche thanne after lay aside,
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And axeth him what he hath do,
And who sche was sche tolde him tho, 2610
And seide: ‘Helmege, I am thi qwene,[464]
Now schal thi love wel be sene
Of that thou hast thi wille wroght:
Or it schal sore ben aboght,