At a springe wel under a thorn
At the spring-head, under the thorn,

There was bote of bale, a litel hire a thorn
There was a cure for evil, not long ago.

There beside stant a maide,
There beside it stood a maid

Full of love ibounde:
All filled with love unbounded:

Whoso wol seche trewe love,
Whosoever seeks true love,

In hir it shall be founde.
In her it shall be founded.

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