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I know not why: I nam acqueinted well
With you, ne wot not sothly where ye dwell.'
'In art of love †I wryte, and songes make,
That may be song in honour of the King
And Quene of Love; and than I undertake,
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He that is sad shall than full mery sing.
And daunger[o]us not ben in every thing
Beseche I you, but seen my will and rede,