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But sithens you it assay to kill
By cruelty and doubleness,
That that was yours you seek to spill
Against all right and gentleness;
And sithens you will, even so I will.

And then, helas, when no redress
Can be, too late ye shall repent
And say yourself with words express,
" Helas, an heart of true intent
Slain have I by unfaithfulness!"
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