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669 By note made faire servyse
670 These briddes, that I you devise;
671 They songe her songe as faire and wele
672 As angels don espirituel.
673 And, trusteth wel, that I hem herd,
674 fful lustily and wel I ferde;
675 ffor never yitt sich melodye
676 Was herd of man that myght dye.
677 Sich swete song was hem Among,
678 That me thought it no briddis songe,
679 But it was wondir lyk to be
680 Song of meremaydens of the see;
681 That, for her syngyng is so clere,
682 Though we mermaydens clepe hem here
683 In English, as is oure usaunce,
684 Men clepe hem sereyns in ffraunce.
685 Ententif weren forto synge
686 These briddis, that nought unkunnyng
687 Were of her craft, and Apprentys,
688 ffor of song sotil and wys.
689 And certis, whan I herde her songe,
690 And sawe the grene place Amonge,
691 In herte I wexe so wondir gay,
692 That I was never erst, er that day,
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