Beseech the goddes voiden my grevaunce;
For I loved eke, sauf that I wist nat where;
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Yet down I set, and seid as ye shall here.
'Fairest of all that ever were or be!
†Lucerne and light to pensif crëature!
Myn hole affiaunce, and my lady free,
My goddes bright, my fortune and my ure,
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I yeve and yeld my hart to thee full sure,