Off alle þe nedys of þis land
We schole þe vn-to counseyl calle.
Heyȝe & lowe schal serue þe soo.
Kateryne, doo as I þe bede!
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And ȝit (I) wole þe more doo,
Ȝyff þou wylt doo afftyr my rede:
Off marbylston schal I do make
A ryche temple, whenne þou art ded;
Among oure goddys þou schalt be take
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And layde in syluyr & gold so red."
"Be stylle, þou fool! I saye to þe,
Þou redes me to ful mekyl synne.
What man wolde I-dampnyd be
In helle, for ony worldys wynne?
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I haue to Ihesu Cryst my loue:
He is my spouse, boþe oute & Inne;
I hope to come to his heuene aboue, [Im Ms. steht hier doppelter Vers: In heuene he schal me wedde aboue, u.: I hope to come to his heuene aboue, u. a. R. steht Elige]
Þere ioye & blysse schal neuere blynne.
He is myn hope, my ioye mest,
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My lord, my god in trynyte,
My leeff, my lyff, my loue best: [Ms. my my lyff.]
To swylke a lemman take I me.
And ȝyff me were boote to speke,
Off þy(s) counseyl now wolde I be [þy st. þys.]
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Þy goddys for to brenne & breke—
For þou madyst hem, & þey nouȝt þe."
Be þat sche hadde here wurdys sayde,
Hym þouȝte hys herte scholde breke on fyue;
For yre & wraþþe he styrte & brayde
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And bad hys men hastely & blyue:
"Wiþ whyppys & scourgys doþ here sterte,
Byndiþ & betiþ, whyl sche is on lyue!
And in presoun þen doþ here smerte!
What boote is þus-gate for to stryue?"
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Þey maden here body al red blood ren
Þat fyrst was whyt as whales bon.
And afftyr sayde he to hys men:
"Prysouns here now swyþe anon!
Hungyr schal sche hastely ffeel,
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Mete ne drynk ne geuiþ here non,
