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Whan she had herd al this, she noght ameved |
| Neither in word, or chiere, or countenaunce; |
500 | For as it semed she was nat agreved. |
| She seyde, "Lord, al lyth in youre plesaunce, |
| My child, and I, with hertely obeisaunce |
| Been youres al, and ye mowe save and spille |
| Youre owene thyng, werketh after youre wille. |
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| When she had heard all this, this she received |
| With never a word or change of countenance; |
500 | For, as it seemed, she was in no way grieved. |
| She said: "Lord, all lies at your own pleasance; |
| My child and I, with hearty obeisance, |
| Are all yours, and you may save us or kill |
| That which is yours; do you what thing you will. |
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