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A LADY TO A KNIGHT
Sir Knight, thou lovest not,
If thou wouldst be too dear;
And I less worshipful, I wot,
If thou couldst kneel so near!
If thou wouldst be too dear;
And I less worshipful, I wot,
If thou couldst kneel so near!
So must thy shield of flawless fame
Shine clear in honor's light;
Lest I should know a queenly shame
To find thee less a knight.
Shine clear in honor's light;
Lest I should know a queenly shame
To find thee less a knight.
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