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Alas, alas, the while
thout I on no gile,
so have I good chaunce.
alas, alas, the while
that ever I coude daunce.

Lad I the daunce a missomer day,
I made smale trippes, soth fore to say.
Jak, oure haly water clerk, com be the way,
and he lokede me upon; he thout I was gay-
thout I on no gile.
Alas, alas, the while
thout I on no gile,
Alas, alas, the while
thout I on no gile,
so have I good chaunce.
alas, alas, the while
that ever I coude daunce.
that ever I coude daunce.

Jak, ic wot, priyede in my faire face;
he thout me full worly, so have I good grace.
as we turnden oure daunce in a narwe place,
Jak bed me the mouth; a kussinge ther was-
thout I on no gile.
Alas, alas, the while
thout I on no gile,
Alas, alas, the while
thout I on no gile,
so have I good chaunce.
alas, alas, the while
that ever I coude daunce.
that ever I coude daunce.

Alas, alas, the while
thout I on no gile,
so have I good chaunce.
alas, alas, the while
that ever I coude daunce.
that ever I coude daunce.

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