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3091 So gret annoy, and such Affray,
3092 That I ne wote what I shall say;
3093 I drede youre wrath to disserve.
3094 Lever me were, that knyves kerve
3095 My body shulde in pecys small,
3096 Than in any wise it shulde fall
3097 That ye wratthed shulde ben with me.'
3098 'Sey boldely thi will,' quod he,
3099 'I nyl be wroth, if that I may,
3100 ffor nought that thou shalt to me say.'
3101 Thanne seide I, 'Sir, not you displease
3102 To knowen of myn gret unnese,
3103 In which oonly love hath me brought;
3104 ffor peynes gret, disese and thought,
3105 ffro day to day he doth me drye;
3106 Supposeth not, sir, that I lye.
3107 In me fyve woundes dide he make,
3108 The soore of whiche shall nevere slake
3109 But ye the bothom graunte me,
3110 Which is moost passaunt of beaute,
3111 My lyf, my deth, and my martire,
3112 And tresour that I moost desire.'
3113 Thanne Bialacoil, affrayed All,
3114 Seyde, 'sir, it may not fall;
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