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He thereto meeting said, My dearest Dame, Farre be it from your thought, and fro my will, To thinke that knighthood I so much should shame, As you to leave, that have me loved still, And chose in Faery court° of meere goodwill, Where noblest knights were to be found on earth: The earth shall sooner leave her kindly skill,° To bring forth fruit, and make eternall derth, Then I leave you, my liefe, yborne of heavenly berth.