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"Squier, come neer, if it your wille be, |
| And sey somwhat of love, for certes, ye |
| Konnen theron as muche as any man." |
| "Nay sir," quod he, "but I wol seye as I kan, |
| 5 | With hertly wyl, for I wol nat rebelle |
| Agayn your lust. A tale wol I telle, |
| Have me excused if I speke amys; |
| My wyl is good, and lo, my tale is this." |
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"Squire, come nearer, if your will it be, |
| And speak to us of love; for certainly |
| You know thereof as much as any man." |
| "Nay, sir," said he, "but I'll do what I can |
| 5 | With hearty will; for I will not rebel |
| Against your wishes, but a tale will tell. |
| Hold me excused if I say aught amiss, |
| My aim is good, and lo, my tale is this." |
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