That I some manere of porcïon may haue,
Where-with I may my self[ë] helpe and saue.
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Ye that haue suffird hard and grevous peyne
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Of martirdam, for ihesu crist-is love,
Wich, weel I wottë, was not done in veyne,
Yit merite is youre medë muche a-bove;
I that am pore, and gret[e]ly be-hove,
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Of helpe I pray you, and [of] almës-dede,
Of youre meriteis, helpith at this nede!
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And sithë thei schul endëles endure, [folio 13]
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Thei wastë nought be dymynucïon:
To me, that am so pore a crëature,
Of almesse grauntith now a porcïon,
I you require, with hool affeccïon,
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That blisful that sittith an highe in trone,
Appelith him as töward my persone.
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Ye cónfessourës, and ye othir seintes,
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And uirginës þat to Crist be so dere,
Entendith to my pietous complayntes,
Be moevid [now] with rewthe vpon my chiere;
For woman none, the wich that is ful nere
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To childe-beryng, so of her peynës dredeth,
As I woot that my iugëment procedeth.
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And if that ye, of youre meriteis grete,
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Somwhat departen to so pouere a wight,
ye wil vouchesaff such gracë me to gete,
This foulë gost to putte owt of my sight,
Yitte wolde I hope to Ihesu ful of myght,
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Of malice wich he hath a-geyn me spoke,
He schuld be [Scan "He schuld be" as one measure.] atteynt, & alle his barrës broke.
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I have not whom, my selff to turnë to,
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In specïal to speke, or elles compleyne,
