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HE safer entry will you find,

Quoth she, through that low door behind

The castle wall; I first will go,

Since somewhat dark the path doth grow

That thither leads; it hath not been

Opened above ten weeks, I ween,

And thou art first to enter there.

Cried I: By Saint Remy I swear.

Though every yard cost ten to twenty

Gold marks, (my friend had said that plenty

Must be my promises, e’en though

I should some afterwhiles forego,)

Fine cloth I’ll give you, green or blue,