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How mighte I knowe what that shulde be?'
'A fole!' quod she, 'wost thou not what it is?
Whan that I say "ocy! ocy!" y-wis,
Than mene I that I wolde, wonder fayn,
That alle they were shamfully y-slayn
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That menen aught ayeines love amis.
And also I wolde alle tho were dede
That thenke not in love hir lyf to lede;