The sweet Lord himself knows why he set things up that way, and no one else.

O my sweet lord, that you will stay behind us!

Sweet lord, a woman in her thirties was never such a relief!

Sweet lord, what sore pain have I had for you And been most patient!

Yet this is no English word, my sweet lord.

And may the sweet Lord have mercy on you.

Sweet lord, how like a noble knight he talks!

Sweet lords, entreat her hear me but a word.

No other knight, my fair sweet lord, ever possessed your honour or courtesy.

These were removed and - oh, sweet Lord, I nearly fainted!