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 | | takes her round Abowte þe necke he gan her take, the neck, And seyd "my dere wyght, 282 [leaf 182] Al̴l̴ the good þat ys myne and offers her all I wyl̴l̴ the geue to be thyne he has, to lie by To lye by the al̴l̴ nyght." 285 her that night. |
 | | 321 The lord seyd, "welcome, and sytt be tyme, For þou schalt helpe to dyght thys lyne For al̴l̴ thy fers[e] fare." 324 The stuard lokyd on the knygħt, and wonders why He seyd, "syr, for godes myght, his Lord is My lord, what do you here?" 327 there. |
 | | The lord seyd, "so haue I hele, [leaf 183] Thowe wylt worke, yf þou hungyr welle, What worke þat the be brought." 357 The Lord works The lord satt and dyd hys werke, away, The stuard drewe in to the derke, Gret sorowe was in hys þought. |
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