In making of the Romance of the Rose;
So many a sly imaginacioun
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And perils for to rollen up and doun,
So long proces, so many a sly cautele
For to deceyve a sely damosele!
Nat can I seen, ne my wit comprehende
That art and peyne and sotiltee sholde fayle
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For to conquére, and sone make an ende,