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Þe ferþe king hiȝte Clarel,Þat neuere ȝite ne dede wel.
As þei riden alle yfere,
Þat on seide as ȝe moun here;
“Mahoun leeue ous ȝit abide,
In to Fraunce þat we moun ride,
& ich miȝte roulond mete,
Al wiþ wraþþe ich wolde him grete:
Þat traitour he slouȝ mi broþer,
Ne gete ich neue[r] eft such a noþer.”
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