"Now, for my love," quod I, "this I you pray,
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Sith ye have take upon you al the payn,
That ye wold helpe me on with myn aray;
For wit ye wel, I wold be gon ful fayn."
"Al this prayer nedeth not, certayn;"
Quod she agayn; "com of, and hy you sone,
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And ye shal see how wel it shal be doon."
"But this I dout me greetly, wot ye what,