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| quadgram | frequency |
|---|---|
| for the love of | 23 |
| the love of god | 18 |
| for love of god | 15 |
| and with that word | 14 |
| god help me so | 10 |
| fro day to day | 8 |
| i can no more | 8 |
| that i was born | 8 |
| the folk of troye | 8 |
| and over al this | 7 |
| for al this world | 7 |
| the sothe for to | 7 |
| with that word he | 7 |
| of the seventeenth century | 6 |
| the toun of troye | 6 |
| as he was wont | 6 |
| as i have told | 6 |
| it for the beste | 6 |
| that word he gan | 5 |
| he was wont to | 5 |
| as i shal yow | 5 |
| myn owene swete herte | 5 |
| with al myn herte | 5 |
| in his herte he | 5 |
| and whan that he | 5 |
| for sorwe of which | 5 |
| but al for nought | 5 |
| as ye may here | 5 |
| to telle in short | 5 |
| with al my might | 5 |
| but at the laste | 5 |
| than seyde he thus | 5 |
| of this and that | 4 |
| and took his leve | 4 |
| in this world ther | 4 |
| gan him for to | 4 |
| i shal yow telle | 4 |
| and with a syk | 4 |
| herte and al my | 4 |
| til at the laste | 4 |
| god helpe me so | 4 |
| if that i may | 4 |
| the god of love | 4 |
| with that word she | 4 |
| that is al my | 4 |
| whan that she was | 4 |
| what sholde i lenger | 4 |
| and at the laste | 4 |
| with al his fulle | 4 |
| what was best to | 4 |
| and for the love | 4 |
| god and by my | 4 |
| that my lyf may | 4 |
| with that she gan | 4 |
| and if that i | 4 |
| by god and by | 4 |
| the queen of love | 4 |
| for wel wot i | 4 |
| his herte gan to | 4 |
| for i have herd | 4 |
| as i have seyd | 4 |
| ne shal i never | 4 |
| out of this world | 4 |
| the duchess of ormond | 4 |
| and by my trouthe | 4 |
| to the grekes ost | 4 |
| that cause is of | 4 |
| seyde as ye may | 3 |
| shortly for to seyne | 3 |
| al his fulle might | 3 |
| the god of war | 3 |
| sothe for to seyne | 3 |
| what sholde i more | 3 |
| as nought ne were | 3 |
| i have told yow | 3 |
| and thus he seyde | 3 |
| al this world ne | 3 |
| for ought i can | 3 |
| that al this world | 3 |
| if that i shal | 3 |
| as i best can | 3 |
| shal been right as | 3 |
| the dungeon of the | 3 |
| was wont to done | 3 |
| i shal yow devyse | 3 |
| as fer as i | 3 |
| the time of the | 3 |
| to the worldes ende | 3 |
| this world ther nis | 3 |
| hir in hir ere | 3 |
| that al this thing | 3 |
| how sore that me | 3 |
| and if so be | 3 |
| al this mene whyle | 3 |
| that in this world | 3 |
| for in this world | 3 |
| roos and took his | 3 |
| what shal i doon | 3 |
| he took his way | 3 |
| al the toun of | 3 |
| dungeon of the sky | 3 |
| twinned be we tweyne | 3 |
| in torment and in | 3 |
| the fortune of the | 3 |
| cause is of my | 3 |
| to the pillar bound | 3 |
| niste what was best | 3 |
| is for to done | 3 |
| that i shal seye | 3 |
| he felte his herte | 3 |
| was best to rede | 3 |
| he roos and took | 3 |
| and that as faste | 3 |
| eek for hem that | 3 |
| he gan him for | 3 |
| wood out of his | 3 |
| with a syk she | 3 |
| a freend of his | 3 |
| and al this thing | 3 |
| right in this wyse | 3 |
| after the death of | 3 |
| he took his leve | 3 |
| whyl that my lyf | 3 |
| out of his minde | 3 |
| i am right sory | 3 |
| and on his wey | 3 |
| in al the toun | 3 |
| for which ful ofte | 3 |
| god shilde us fro | 3 |
| that she gan hir | 3 |
| sore that me smerte | 3 |
| in honour of the | 3 |
| this al and som | 3 |
| i speke of love | 3 |
| that i speke of | 3 |
| a sooth of this | 3 |
| it were a gret | 3 |
| and that is al | 3 |
| al that ever he | 3 |
| a man to have | 3 |
| have here my trouthe | 3 |
| to speke of this | 3 |
| it ioye was to | 3 |
| for the more part | 3 |
| i shal ben here | 3 |
| never more to see | 3 |
| in al this world | 3 |
| in the dungeon of | 3 |
| essay on dramatic poesy | 3 |
| but wel i woot | 3 |
| er that she go | 3 |
| ful ofte a day | 3 |
| that al the world | 3 |
| and seyde as ye | 3 |
| shilde us fro mischaunce | 3 |
| and up and doun | 3 |
| beddes syde him sette | 2 |
| which that comen was | 2 |
| thus am i lost | 2 |
| he for the nones | 2 |
| thou shalt ful sone | 2 |
| beheld the fight from | 2 |
| and whan that it | 2 |
| that we ben inne | 2 |
| and tel me what | 2 |
| as touching this matere | 2 |
| thoughte his herte bledde | 2 |
| and fare now wel | 2 |
| a quarter of an | 2 |
| shal yow telle sone | 2 |
| of which i tolde | 2 |
| wis be my savacioun | 2 |
| trewe i have yow | 2 |
| that with tho wordes | 2 |
| whan a wight is | 2 |
| and gan to iape | 2 |
| that i love most | 2 |
| us by mine host | 2 |
| and with that thought | 2 |
| seyde he for the | 2 |
| ought i can espye | 2 |
| sore that him smerte | 2 |
| labouring hind in show | 2 |
| goddess of the silver | 2 |
| for ought that may | 2 |
| hir thank for to | 2 |
| and in this wyse | 2 |
| now lat us stinte | 2 |
| and gan to caste | 2 |
| as stille as any | 2 |
| all the theban race | 2 |
| was out of towne | 2 |
| fyn of his entente | 2 |
| slumbering as he lay | 2 |
| duchess of ormond was | 2 |
| cursed be the day | 2 |
| al the world ne | 2 |
| that it so be | 2 |
| out of his wit | 2 |
| leyde him doun to | 2 |
| i ne may it | 2 |
| the story telleth us | 2 |
| in capricorn was joined | 2 |
| can i not seyn | 2 |
| of his sorwes smerte | 2 |
| myn owene lady bright | 2 |
| in the year of | 2 |
| wher him was wo | 2 |
| that seyd is here | 2 |
| been right as thou | 2 |
| for whan he saugh | 2 |
| the roman catholic faith | 2 |
| and every word gan | 2 |
| al this thing the | 2 |
| and took hir leve | 2 |
| the two contending knights | 2 |
| shal yow with his | 2 |
| right to the effect | 2 |
| and thus she seyde | 2 |
| but now help god | 2 |
| last years of his | 2 |
| and thus he droof | 2 |
| love of god that | 2 |
| i trowe it be | 2 |
| vulcan had thee in | 2 |
| right with hir look | 2 |
| and biddeth eek for | 2 |
| though that i sholde | 2 |
| that dorste i leye | 2 |
| i see wel now | 2 |
| self ful ofte he | 2 |
| for which wel neigh | 2 |
| the power of love | 2 |
| for to speken of | 2 |
| til that i deye | 2 |
| as for the tyme | 2 |
| o swete herte dere | 2 |
| the production of the | 2 |
| that of his deeth | 2 |
| shal don al my | 2 |
| to see the sun | 2 |
| have now good night | 2 |
| and he bigan to | 2 |
| bacchus through the conquered | 2 |
| walles of the toun | 2 |
| in equal arms they | 2 |
| in love as men | 2 |
| of the english people | 2 |
| nede is thee to | 2 |
| and in what plyt | 2 |
| alle trouthe and alle | 2 |
| redeem him went to | 2 |
| they spedde hem fro | 2 |
| to his neces paleys | 2 |
| what may this be | 2 |
| the twins received the | 2 |
| thou art now in | 2 |
| new from her sickness | 2 |
| a man of his | 2 |
| lat us stinte of | 2 |
| whan that it was | 2 |
| was enclosed within the | 2 |
| and venus in a | 2 |
| purpos of my rather | 2 |
| whom she dorste hir | 2 |
| this world to pace | 2 |
| that in my soule | 2 |
| the walles of the | 2 |
| and thenk right thus | 2 |
| to whom myn herte | 2 |
| that ye wole assente | 2 |
| wel wot i my | 2 |
| as thou wel wost | 2 |
| for the nones alle | 2 |
| sin that yow list | 2 |
| both chaucer and dryden | 2 |
| as i shal seyn | 2 |
| may do me no | 2 |
| a most detested act | 2 |
| his palamon and arcite | 2 |
| wel bringen it aboute | 2 |
| this a long sermoun | 2 |
| his bed him leyde | 2 |
| the sign of the | 2 |
| myn herte and al | 2 |
| for which criseyde up | 2 |
| whyl i may dure | 2 |
| and on the morwe | 2 |
| the church of england | 2 |
| battle of the boyne | 2 |
| sothe for to telle | 2 |
| of my rather speche | 2 |
| when saturn is in | 2 |
| so hope i that | 2 |
| whan he was come | 2 |
| and of his deeth | 2 |
| whan it was eve | 2 |
| that hadde hir herte | 2 |
| and eek his gentillesse | 2 |
| for ever in oon | 2 |
| in al that ever | 2 |
| him in his ere | 2 |
| til that the night | 2 |
| that i can see | 2 |
| that tonge telle or | 2 |
| and if thee list | 2 |
| but as his suster | 2 |
| she that hadde hir | 2 |
| whan that she cometh | 2 |
| and all the rest | 2 |
| so wis be my | 2 |
| deye i wol in | 2 |
| is no more to | 2 |
| in loving of criseyde | 2 |
| that day that i | 2 |
| more to see the | 2 |
| the rightful titan failed | 2 |
| that she was unkinde | 2 |
| the sone of tydeus | 2 |
| and that in hye | 2 |
| if that yow list | 2 |
| in salte teres dreynte | 2 |
| out of the toun | 2 |
| is of my torment | 2 |
| and whan he mighte | 2 |
| she took hir leve | 2 |
| now if he woot | 2 |
| and may within the | 2 |
| holy and profane state | 2 |
| which i wol not | 2 |
| that ever i say | 2 |
| as wisly have i | 2 |
| with ful humble chere | 2 |
| order of the garter | 2 |
| hele him of his | 2 |
| ye doon us bothe | 2 |
| al the good that | 2 |
| for the harm that | 2 |
| live i to longe | 2 |
| that ye do me | 2 |
| han or been on | 2 |
| that i have herd | 2 |
| as men in bokes | 2 |
| of al that ever | 2 |
| his beddes syde him | 2 |
| him thoughte he felte | 2 |
| wolde never god but | 2 |
| is the promise of | 2 |
| of the silver bow | 2 |
| as she that hadde | 2 |
| and sette him doun | 2 |
| i can not seen | 2 |
| of al this thing | 2 |
| sholde i more seye | 2 |
| to myn auctor listeth | 2 |
| that al was wel | 2 |
| out of his herte | 2 |
| that ye han felt | 2 |
| share a single bed | 2 |
| it never so lyte | 2 |
| breathing veins nor cupping | 2 |
| ther nis non other | 2 |
| to welcome in the | 2 |
| trowe it be the | 2 |
| but on a day | 2 |
| that is felt in | 2 |
| and that she was | 2 |
| er that i departe | 2 |
| and up his eyen | 2 |
| and othere of hir | 2 |
| arms shall plead the | 2 |
| if so be that | 2 |
| on his beddes syde | 2 |
| cut below your line | 2 |
| that wel unnethe it | 2 |
| as olde bokes tellen | 2 |
| if it be so | 2 |
| but whan he saugh | 2 |
| out of his remembraunce | 2 |
| my righte lady dere | 2 |
| that thing to come | 2 |
| thank for to deserve | 2 |
| poet laureate and historiographer | 2 |
| that she was born | 2 |
| al myn herte i | 2 |
| of this world agoon | 2 |
| him thoughte his herte | 2 |
| for hem that been | 2 |
| in which myn herte | 2 |
| herde al this thing | 2 |
| al this nas but | 2 |
| i prey to god | 2 |
| and demurely looking down | 2 |
| and ner he com | 2 |
| closed the theaters in | 2 |
| that i have seyd | 2 |
| the order of the | 2 |
| at the laste he | 2 |
| in swich maner cas | 2 |
| hir in his armes | 2 |
| bet than swiche fyve | 2 |
| how sore that him | 2 |
| meaners think no harm | 2 |
| seyde in this manere | 2 |
| years of his life | 2 |
| a syk she seyde | 2 |
| what nede is thee | 2 |
| him of al that | 2 |
| hir feyth to borwe | 2 |
| tyme is faste by | 2 |
| ay live and sterve | 2 |
| now live i to | 2 |
| olde bokes tellen us | 2 |
| biholde it was a | 2 |
| appointed poet laureate and | 2 |
| detested act of gratitude | 2 |
| i wol not live | 2 |
| is this a mannes | 2 |
| i never seen yow | 2 |
| this world ther is | 2 |
| wel more than i | 2 |
| as hir man i | 2 |
| and eche of hem | 2 |
| of the greatest english | 2 |
| gan ful sore syke | 2 |
| for to do wel | 2 |
| for antenor to yelden | 2 |
| world ther nis so | 2 |
| my lyf may dure | 2 |
| as stille as stoon | 2 |
| and him in armes | 2 |
| if that ye wole | 2 |
| with scarce recovered breath | 2 |
| thanne seyde he thus | 2 |
| that is wel seyd | 2 |
| so yeve yow right | 2 |
| and if i may | 2 |
| swich fyn hath his | 2 |
| that alle these thinges | 2 |
| our arms shall plead | 2 |
| the fyn of his | 2 |
| to whom she dorste | 2 |
| pees on every syde | 2 |
| myn owene lady dere | 2 |
| to speke of love | 2 |
| as wel as thou | 2 |
| for thee have i | 2 |
| up and doun to | 2 |
| him in armes took | 2 |
| the last half of | 2 |
| that i have yow | 2 |
| i thanke it god | 2 |
| that i mot nedes | 2 |
| with the same rhyme | 2 |
| for i wol have | 2 |
| sisters cut below your | 2 |
| for al the good | 2 |
| as fil to purpos | 2 |
| but whether that ye | 2 |
| is myn owene lady | 2 |
| for verray wo his | 2 |
| lest she be wrooth | 2 |
| holden me in honde | 2 |
| as dryden grew to | 2 |
| that wont was yow | 2 |
| her grace the duchess | 2 |
| that niste what was | 2 |
| deeth me may comaunde | 2 |
| half of the seventeenth | 2 |
| this is to seyn | 2 |
| that ever i may | 2 |
| it shal been right | 2 |
| she tolde eek how | 2 |
| mercy i yow preye | 2 |
| plead the titles of | 2 |
| it be so that | 2 |
| was treacherously killed by | 2 |
| venus is the promise | 2 |
| father and his grandsire | 2 |
| if that ye doon | 2 |
| in quiete and in | 2 |
| telle or herte may | 2 |
| of this world the | 2 |
| though al the world | 2 |
| and deye i wol | 2 |
| turney is allowed but | 2 |
| and thou shalt fele | 2 |
| and held his hondes | 2 |
| and god so wis | 2 |
| grace the duchess of | 2 |
| nere it that i | 2 |
| my lyf to save | 2 |
| shal be founde at | 2 |
| fortune of the field | 2 |
| clene out of his | 2 |
| that hem bothe leste | 2 |
| oon of this world | 2 |
| but who was glad | 2 |
| and day by day | 2 |
| his father and his | 2 |
| ne i sey not | 2 |
| as i shal seye | 2 |
| his wey him spedde | 2 |
| out of this ariete | 2 |
| and al the feste | 2 |
| to redeem him went | 2 |
| as he that coude | 2 |
| and venus had the | 2 |
| this drede i most | 2 |
| as she that was | 2 |
| how he may best | 2 |
| with stern mars in | 2 |
| of this a long | 2 |
| saturn is in one | 2 |
| tonge telle or herte | 2 |
| him of his sorwes | 2 |
| had thee in his | 2 |
| the sultry tropic fears | 2 |
| the beauty of the | 2 |
| for it shal been | 2 |
| their lords in battle | 2 |
| mars and venus in | 2 |
| shall plead the titles | 2 |
| of al this werk | 2 |
| on the other side | 2 |
| him bet than he | 2 |
| take it for the | 2 |
| dresse him up to | 2 |
| ther was non other | 2 |
| his wit to breyde | 2 |
| ought i can espyen | 2 |
| and that i yow | 2 |
| and with hir tales | 2 |
| sin i am thyn | 2 |
| and far the blackest | 2 |
| for ought he can | 2 |
| forth in speche of | 2 |
| as men may see | 2 |
| as sone as ever | 2 |
| and fareth now wel | 2 |
| al that ever i | 2 |
| self right thus he | 2 |
| to do so gret | 2 |
| that he was born | 2 |
| shal til that i | 2 |
| i can not tellen | 2 |
| that ever was bigonne | 2 |
| he shal yow with | 2 |
| morn of cheerful may | 2 |
| made he many a | 2 |
| whan that hem bothe | 2 |
| hid the dagger underneath | 2 |
| with hir heres clere | 2 |
| through the conquered indies | 2 |
| married lady elizabeth howard | 2 |
| that ye han herd | 2 |
| right now have founden | 2 |
| it is me leef | 2 |
| with him at the | 2 |
| the turney is allowed | 2 |
| dutch war of restoration | 2 |
| he gan the tyme | 2 |
| whan he saugh that | 2 |
| he gan him recomaunde | 2 |
| with al that mighte | 2 |
| it may not be | 2 |
| the tyme is faste | 2 |
| i sey not this | 2 |
| this kinges sone of | 2 |
| remedie in this cas | 2 |
| i right now have | 2 |
| as ever mote i | 2 |
| that is to seyn | 2 |
| thee in his net | 2 |
| as she sat allone | 2 |
| the peculiarities of the | 2 |
| she nas nat with | 2 |
| his fulle might him | 2 |
| most detested act of | 2 |
| to late is now | 2 |
| that to biholde it | 2 |
| biddeth eek for hem | 2 |
| as to my lady | 2 |
| holden him in honde | 2 |
| as to myn auctor | 2 |
| and i wol doon | 2 |
| but for to tellen | 2 |
| it be the beste | 2 |
| soth for to seyne | 2 |
| stern mars in capricorn | 2 |
| he tolde him word | 2 |
| far the blackest there | 2 |
| that to the deeth | 2 |
| yeve yow right good | 2 |
| is in one of | 2 |
| and lat see now | 2 |
| at the end of | 2 |
| the conquered indies rode | 2 |
| bitwixen hope and drede | 2 |
| to purpos of my | 2 |
| i shal so doon | 2 |
| in a luckless place | 2 |
| seated in a luckless | 2 |
| for tyme is that | 2 |
| if that i consente | 2 |
| yow right good day | 2 |
| of his wit to | 2 |
| to hele him of | 2 |
| in his net enthralled | 2 |
| as she that niste | 2 |
| the theban city was | 2 |
| for to have of | 2 |
| ye knowe eek how | 2 |
| he many a wente | 2 |
| us stinte of troilus | 2 |
| of his sorwes sore | 2 |
| his hundred knights attend | 2 |
| al this world ther | 2 |
| tolde him word and | 2 |
| palamon above the rest | 2 |
| to the deeth myn | 2 |
| but now to purpos | 2 |
| and that ye me | 2 |
| him word and ende | 2 |
| shoop him for to | 2 |
| fulle might him to | 2 |
| dere herte and al | 2 |
| that in his herte | 2 |
| that han or been | 2 |
| was best to done | 2 |
| for to tellen forth | 2 |
| upon his fist he | 2 |
| his fist he bore | 2 |
| one of these signs | 2 |
| titles of our love | 2 |
| it were a long | 2 |
| and let the sisters | 2 |
| stille as any stoon | 2 |
| the titles of our | 2 |
| trowe on any othes | 2 |
| bare below the breast | 2 |
| your herte and myn | 2 |
| and thus she spak | 2 |
| that i shal axen | 2 |
| enjoined us by mine | 2 |
| the last years of | 2 |
| nor i with yow | 2 |
| him went to hell | 2 |
| that troye sholde destroyed | 2 |
| thus shal i seyn | 2 |
| his fellow to redeem | 2 |
| issuing from the wood | 2 |
| it is not so | 2 |
| for was ther never | 2 |
| up and doun ther | 2 |
| the dagger underneath the | 2 |
| in these verses dryden | 2 |
| sone out of this | 2 |
| be founde at preve | 2 |
| to lete hir go | 2 |
| let the sisters cut | 2 |
| of this world to | 2 |
| mars in capricorn was | 2 |
| in he published a | 2 |
| a labouring hind in | 2 |
| if that it lyke | 2 |
| that no man may | 2 |
| laureate and historiographer royal | 2 |
| verses with the same | 2 |
| essay on translated verse | 2 |
| twins received the sun | 2 |
| thus seyde i never | 2 |
| hadde i er now | 2 |
| thou shalt wel here | 2 |
| as i shal been | 2 |
| is allowed but one | 2 |
| stinte of troilus a | 2 |
| and for the harm | 2 |
| wordes seyde he for | 2 |
| from out the bars | 2 |
| that is to seye | 2 |
| god so wis be | 2 |
| that i shal seyn | 2 |
| but now to yow | 2 |
| so be that pees | 2 |
| that it shal come | 2 |
| him sone out of | 2 |
| and by the cause | 2 |
| and what it is | 2 |
| and doun ther made | 2 |
| man of letters in | 2 |
| as palamon and arcite | 2 |
| the promise of the | 2 |
| fellow to redeem him | 2 |
| he saugh that she | 2 |
| wisly have i ioye | 2 |
| in one of these | 2 |
| and every wight that | 2 |
| now for the love | 2 |
| teres from his eyen | 2 |
| and gan to syke | 2 |
| for ought i wot | 2 |
| and al the wyse | 2 |
| othere of hir wommen | 2 |
| as he sat and | 2 |
| many a lusty knight | 2 |
| but wel wot i | 2 |
| this world ne mighte | 2 |
| day began to spring | 2 |
| in the sign of | 2 |
| gave to the world | 2 |
| of the thinges that | 2 |
| so hard an herte | 2 |
| that i sholde deye | 2 |
| that day by day | 2 |
| and by the hond | 2 |
| and shortly for to | 2 |
| herte gan to colde | 2 |
| of god that us | 2 |
| saturn in the dungeon | 2 |
| but as hir man | 2 |
| the spirit of his | 2 |
| the cause of al | 2 |
| that i have in | 2 |
| ther is no more | 2 |
| she gan in hir | 2 |
| for the first time | 2 |
| which that i yow | 2 |
| on hir for to | 2 |
| us that he had | 2 |
| history of the english | 2 |
| of that thou art | 2 |
| day that i was | 2 |
| of that is felt | 2 |
| men shal it see | 2 |
| my lord so dere | 2 |
| but for the love | 2 |
| within the compass of | 2 |
| i woot wel that | 2 |
| from the old french | 2 |
| won the beauteous emily | 2 |
| if that i sholde | 2 |
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| if that my lyf | 2 |
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| that for the beste | 2 |
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| daughter of the rose | 2 |
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| seyde i never er | 2 |
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| god that sit above | 2 |
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| with their plumy pride | 2 |
| my torment and my | 2 |
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| his herte he thoughte | 2 |
| dagger underneath the gown | 2 |
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| to come for that | 2 |
| and so it happened | 2 |
| him at the laste | 2 |
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| and whan that she | 2 |
| sign of the zodiac | 2 |
| but hid the dagger | 2 |
| and al my knight | 2 |
| last half of the | 2 |
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| in his armes folde | 2 |
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| she that niste what | 2 |
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| telle him of his | 2 |
| and al was wel | 2 |
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| seat of her worship | 2 |
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| that god is of | 2 |
| thinges that to comen | 2 |
| i roughte nought though | 2 |
| for now live i | 2 |
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| that ye me wolde | 2 |
| that so wel can | 2 |
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| lady bright of hewe | 2 |
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