Love me broughte
and love me wroughte,
man, to be thy fere
love me fedde
and love me ledde
and love me lette here.
Love me slou
and love me drou
And love me layde on bere.
Love is my pes,
for love I ches,
Man to buyen dere.
Ne dred thee nought,
I have thee sought
bothen day and night,
to haven thee;
well is me,
I have thee wonnen in fight.
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