That down goth al the flourës everichon
So that in al the mede there laft not on,
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Save suche as socoured were, among the leves,
Fro every storme, that might hem assail,
Growing under hegges and thikke greves;
And after that, there came a storm of hail
And rain in-fere, so that, withouten fail,
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The ladies ne the knightës n'ade o threed