'Butonethyng begyledus, that wemyght nat setheHoly Grayle hit was so preciously coverde.Wherefore I woll make here a vow that to-morne, withoute longer abydynge,I shall laboure in the queste of the Sankgreall.'
I vow to thee, my countryall earthly things above Entire and whole and perfect, the service of my love.
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