// 'Allas, þat I. was woman bore,
Nou .I. haue þe forlore,
My leof so hende.
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Sorwefulliche me is dyght,
Nou þou wiþ me speke ne myht,
I. ne recke whider to wende.'
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// vp she stod beforn hem alle,
to drouh hir heer & hir calle,
as she were feye.
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Bitter teres she let falle,
for hire þei wer sory alle,
þat hir wepe seye.
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