as his abydinge toforehande hath him disesed.'
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'Certes, lady,' quod I tho, 'of nothing me wondreth, sithen
thilke blisse so precious is and kyndly good, and wel is and worthy
in kynde whan it is medled with love and reson, as ye toforn
have declared. Why, anon as hye oon is spronge, why springeth
nat the tother? And anon as the oon cometh, why receyveth nat
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the other? For every thing that is out of his kyndly place, by ful
appetyt ever cometh thiderward kyndely to drawe; and his kyndly