"Plus ne purroy; thus wryteth she alway."
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Thus as we stood togider, she and I,
Even at the yate my felawes were echon.
So met I hem, as me thought was goodly,
And bad hem welcome al, by on and on.
Than forth cam [lady] Countenaunce anon;
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"Ful hertely, fair sisters al," quod she,
"Ye be right welcome into this countree.