XXI.

And therewith cast I down mine eye again,

Where as I saw walking under the tower,

Full secretly new comen to her pleyne,[5]

The fairest and the freshest youngë flower

That e'er I saw (methought) before that hour

For which sudden abate [6] anon astert [7]

The blood of all my body to my heart.

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