þat niht slept he nouȝt. verreyment
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But mad redi . his Testament.
Vppon þe morewen . wiþ outen lac
He and his wyf . i cloþud in blac
And his children alle . also.
To þe kynges paleis . comen þo
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Wiþ a sori cher .I. wen.
But þe kyng . let bringe hem In.
And seide a : fol . siþen þou wustest wel
þat þou hast trespast . neuer adel
To þi broþeres . oune Criour.
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þt þou dreddest him . so sore þat our
Whi . schulde not I. drede . wt wil and word.
þe fore goeres of my lord.
To whom i chaue . singed so grete
þat wiþ sounyng trompe . me doþ þrete.
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þat signifyeþ . þat i schal dye.
And dredful Jugement . seo wiþ eiȝe.
ffour schrines . þe kyng let make of Mold
And tweyne he keuered . al wiþ gold.
And fulled hem . al for þe nones
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fful of dede mennes . bones.
þe toþur tweyne . he let en oynte
Wiþ pich wiþ outen . at eueri poynte.
And putte wiþ Inne hem . for þe nones
Gemmes . and moni precious stones.
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þen calle his lordus . alle he bad
þat to his broþur . on him pleyned had.
To fore hem he sette . þe schrines foure
And asked at hem . in þat houre
Whuche þe more precious . þei holde.
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þei seiden . þulke þat weren heled wiþ golde.
þe kyng hem let vndon . þat stounde
And þei stonken . as an hounde
þe kyng to hem . seide þen
þeos schrines ben lyk . to suche men
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þat ben i cloþed . preciousliche
And wt Inne for sinne . stynken fouliche.
þenne þe kyng bad . in certeyn
Men schulde vndon . þe toþur tweyn
Out of hem sprong . a sauour
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Swettur . þen eny Rose flour.
þe kyng seide þen . þeose ben liche
To þe pore men . soþliche
þat i haue worschiped . her bi foren
Whon ȝe þer of . hedden scorn.
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ffor þauh þei were . but feble cloþe
And to riche men . ben loþe
wiþ Inne þei ben . þouȝ þei nouȝt schewe
fful of sauour . of gode vertuwe
But ȝe taken . onliche . hede to þinge
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þat is wiþ outen . to ȝour seoinge
But aftur þt quaþ Barlaam . to þe kyng parde
þou wrouhtest whon þu receyuedest me.
ÞEn Barlaam tolde . hou þe world mad was
And of Adames . furste trespas.
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And of þe swete . Incarnacione
Of Jhu Crist . Godus oune sone
Of his passiun . and Resurecciun
he made þo . a long sarmun.
And eke of þe day . of dome.
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Wher gode . and vuele . schul bi come
he blamed muchel . in his seyȝing
Of Maumetes . honouryng.
And of suche Mennes folye
þis saumple he tolde . certeynlye.
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An Archer enes . went him to pleye
A luytel Brid . he tok bi þe weye
þat was boþe . gentil . and smal.
Men callen hit . a nihtingal.
Whon þat he wolde . hit haue sleyn
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þe Brid seide . to him a ȝeyn.
What schal hit mon . profyte þe.
þauh þat þou . sle nou me.
Wiþ me þou maiȝt not . þi wombe fille.
