For that desert, to me it is to hy;
Wherfore I ask your pardon and your grace,
Sith me behoveth deeth, or your mercy.
To give the good where it wanteth, trewly,
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That were resoun and a curteys maner;
And to your own moch better were worthy
Than to straungers, to shewe hem lovely chere.'
La D. 'What cal ye good? Fayn wolde I that I wist!
That pleseth oon, another smerteth sore;