"For sooth, Thomas, as I thee tell,
Thou hast been here three year and more;
But longer here thou may not dwell;[[56]]
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The skill[[57]] I shall thee tell wherefore.
To-morn[[58]], of hell the foulè fiend
Among this folk will fetch his fee;
And thou art mickle man and hend[[59]],
I trow full well he would choose thee.
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