Sole, to complaynen of his paynes kene,
Fro yeer to yere, under the bowes grene.
And for bicause that it drow to the night
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And that the sonne his ark diurnál
Y-passed was, so that his persaunt light,
His brighte bemes and his stremes al
Were in the wawes of the water fal,
Under the bordure of our ocëan,
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