That I so long withouten sleepë lay;
And up I roos, three houres after twelve,
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About the [very] springing of the day,
And on I put my gere and myn array;
And to a plesaunt grovë I gan passe,
Long or the brightë sonne uprisen was,
In which were okës grete, streight as a lyne,
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Under the which the gras, so fresh of hew,