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Ac I have percile and porettes, And manye cole plauntes, And ek a cow and a calf, And a cart mare To drawe a-feld my donge, The while the droghte lasteth; And by this liflode we mote lyve Til Lammesse tyme. 4380 And by that, I hope to have Hervest in my crofte, And thanne may I dighte thi dyner, As me deere liketh.