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Rh But yet will I not say-e this, When I am where my lady is, In whom lieth wholly my quarrél, And she to church or to chapél, Will go to matins or to mess , That time I wait-e well and guess. To church I come, and there I stand, And tho' I take a book in hand, My countenance is on the book, But toward her is all my look; And if so fallen that I pray Unto my God, and somewhat say Of Pater Noster, or of creed, All is for that I wold-e speed, So that my bead in holy church, There might-e some mirácle wirche , My lady's heart-e for to change, Which ever hath been to me so strange, So that all my devotión, And all my contemplatión, With all mine heart, and my couráge, Is only set on her imáge, And ever I wait-e upon the tide, If she look any thing aside,