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 :(Envoi) Speed Ballatet’ unto Tolosa city And go in softly neath the golden roof And there cry out, “Will courtesy or pity Of any most fair lady, put to proof, Lead me to her with whom is my behoof?” Then if thou get her choice Say, with a lowered voice, “It is thy grace I seek here.”