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3307 I prayed hir cessen of hir speche,
3308 Outher to chastise me or teche,
3309 To bidde me my thought refreyne,
3310 Which love hath caught in his demeyne:
3311 'What? wene ye love wole consente,
3312 That me assailith with bowe bente,
3313 To drawe myne herte out of his honde,
3314 Which is so qwikly in his bonde?
3315 That ye counseyle, may nevere be;
3316 ffor whanne he firste arestide me,
3317 He took myne herte so hoole hym tille,
3318 That it is no thyng at my wille;
3319 He thought it so hym forto obey,
3320 That he it sparrede with a key.
3321 I pray yow late me be all stille.
3322 ffor ye may well, if that ye wille,
3323 Youre wordis waste in idilnesse;
3324 ffor utterly, withouten gesse,
3325 All that ye seyn is but in veyne.
3326 Me were lever dye in the peyne,
3327 Than love to me ward shulde Arette
3328 ffalsheed, or tresoun on me sette.
3329 I wole me gete prys or blame,
3330 And love trewe, to save my name;
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