3182 All were it ne’er so lite, 3183 and I it wist, Methought I felt death at my heartë twist. And shortly, so farforth this thing is went, 3184 That my will was his willë’s instrumént; That is to say, my will obey’d his will In allë thing, as far as reason fill, 3185 Keeping the boundës of my worship ever; And never had I thing so lefe, or lever, 3186 As him, God wot, nor never shall no mo’.