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... folke thou were ; Thy sis fortune hath turned into an as , And yet for thee ne wept she never a tere . Who shal me yeven teres to complaine The deth of gentillesse , and of fraunchise , That all this world welded in his demaine , And ...
... folke thou were ; Thy sis fortune hath turned into an as , And yet for thee ne wept she never a tere . Who shal me yeven teres to complaine The deth of gentillesse , and of fraunchise , That all this world welded in his demaine , And ...
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... folke , I wente soone To bed , as I was wont to doone : age , And fast I slept , and in sleeping , Me mette such a swevening , That liked me wondrous wele , But in that sweven is never a dele That it n'is afterward befall , Right as ...
... folke , I wente soone To bed , as I was wont to doone : age , And fast I slept , and in sleeping , Me mette such a swevening , That liked me wondrous wele , But in that sweven is never a dele That it n'is afterward befall , Right as ...
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... folke in many a gise , To take and yeve right nought againe , And great treasoures up to laine . And that is she , that for usure Leneth to many a creature The lasse for the more winning , So covetous is her brenning , And that is she ...
... folke in many a gise , To take and yeve right nought againe , And great treasoures up to laine . And that is she , that for usure Leneth to many a creature The lasse for the more winning , So covetous is her brenning , And that is she ...
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... folke doth good , That nye she melteth for pure wood , Her hert kerveth and so breaketh That God the people well awreaketh . Envy ywis shall never let , Some blame upon the folke to set . I trowe that if Envy ywis , Knew the beste man ...
... folke doth good , That nye she melteth for pure wood , Her hert kerveth and so breaketh That God the people well awreaketh . Envy ywis shall never let , Some blame upon the folke to set . I trowe that if Envy ywis , Knew the beste man ...
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... folke , had made her elde So inly , that to my weting She might helpe her selfe nothing , But tourned ayen unto childhede ; She had nothing her selfe to lede Ne wit ne pithe in her hold More than a childe of two yere old . But ...
... folke , had made her elde So inly , that to my weting She might helpe her selfe nothing , But tourned ayen unto childhede ; She had nothing her selfe to lede Ne wit ne pithe in her hold More than a childe of two yere old . But ...
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