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The place wherin I cast me to abyde
Whan that I had no further for to ryde.
And as I went my logging to purvey,
Right sone I herde, but litel me besyde,
In a gardeyn, wher minstrels gan to play.
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With that anon I went me bakker-more;
My-self and I, me thought, we were y-now;
But twayn that were my frendes here-before