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Thou hast shown aforetime a spirit daring

In gallant deeds: Fate suffereth not

That thy wisdom now know any impairing.

Thy guest-friend I, I abhor the thought

Of slander stealing in darkness to stain

The man that I love; nay, praise will I rain

Upon him, and crown him with glory; this

For the noble of heart meet guerdon is.