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King charles waryþede anon riȝt,Þat clarel tolde of him so liȝt,
& hadde iment þo fol wel,
To habben ifouȝten wiþ clarel:
& bad fetten his armure briȝt,
& wolde armen him a non riȝt;
& seide in wraþþe, “by godes miȝte,
Ich mi self wole wiþ him fiȝte.”
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