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Of greet labour, or fallen in distresse.
And I, that had, through daunger and disdayne,
So drye a thrust, thoughte I wolde assaye
To taste a draughte of this welle, or twayne,
My bitter langour if it mighte alaye;
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And on the banke anon adoun I lay,
And with myn heed unto the welle I raughte,
And of the water drank I a good draughte;