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"How oftë tyme have I the tolde & taught
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The worthynesse of vertue, and the mede!
how ofte haue I the from the clowches caught
Of sathanas! yitte takist thu non heed.
But now be ware, and nought withowt[ë] nede;
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ffor sekirly the bowe is bent ful sore [folio 20]
To smytë the: than may I do no more.
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"The birde that syngith on a braunche on hye,
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And schewith him self a lusty Jolyvet,
Vnto the deth is sinet sudeingly
Or he be ware, and takë with a net.
I have the said, how deth hath the be-sette;
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And almost vnder-myned is thi wall;
But thu be ware, ful grevous is thi fall.
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"Allas! what thinkest thu? what wilt þou sayn,
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In þat ilke day of anger and of dreed,
Vn-to the heighë Iugë souereyne?
What dost þou, man? whi takist thu non hede?
If þou wilt be releuyd in thi nede,
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What helpith it, thus [for] to preche and teche?
But schewe thi soore, to me þat am thi leche,
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"And [than] I schal a-voyde the of thi fylthe,
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receyvyng the anon vnder my cure.
I schal the bringe in redynesse of tylthe,
So that [thu] schalt thi selff[e] weel assure,
Þat whan thi flesch is laid in sepulture,
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Thu schalt be haved up in-to heven blisse;
Eternall myrthës schalt þou neuere mysse."
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(2) The chartre of pardon.
[14 stanzas of 7 lines each, ababb, cc.]
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Ihesu, kyng of hie heuen a-bove, [folio 26]
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Vnto Michael my chief lieu-tenaunt,
