Wherof, me thought, I was refresshed wele
Of the brenning that sat so nigh my herte,
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That verily anon I gan to fele
An huge part relesed of my smerte;
And therwithallë anon up I sterte,
And thoughte I wolde walke, and see more
Forth in the parke, and in the holtes hore.
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And through a laundë as I yede a-pace