Knyghte lay slayne, And a steed with broken rein Ran free. As I laye a-thynkynge, most pitiful to see. As I laye a-thynkynge, a-thynkynge, a-thynkynge, Merrie sang the Birde as she sat upon the boughe ; A lovely Mayde came bye, And a gentil youth...
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