Lam. 'Who hath a brid, a faucon, or a hound,
That foloweth him, for love, in every place,
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He cherissheth him, and kepeth him ful sound;
Out of his sight he wil not him enchace.
And I, that set my wittes, in this cace,
On you alone, withouten any chaunge,
Am put under, moch ferther out of grace,
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And lesse set by, than other that be straunge.'