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¶ The prologe / of the Somonours tale . [on leaf 84, back]
THis Somonour / in his Styropes hye stood
Vp-on this frere / his herte was so wood
That lyk an Aspen leef / he quook for Ire
¶ Lordynges quod he / but o thyng I desire
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I yow biseke / that of youre curteisye
Syn ye han herd / this false frere lye
As suffereth me / I may my tale telle
This frere bosteth / that he knoweth helle
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And god it woot that it is litel wonder
ffreres and feendes / been but lyte a-sonder
ffor pardee / ye han ofte tyme herd telle
How that a frere / vanysshed was to helle
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In spirit ones / by a visioun
And as an Angel / ladde hym vp and doun
To shewen hym / the peynes þat ther were
In al the place / saugh he nat a frere
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Of oother/ folk / he saugh ynowe in wo [folio 85a]
Vn-to this Angel / spak the frere tho
¶ Now sire quod he / han freres swich a grace
That noon of hem / shal come to this place?
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¶ Yis quod this Angel / many a Millioun
And vn-to Sathanas / he ladde hym doun
And now hath Sathanas / seith he a tayl
Brodder/ than of a Carryk/ is the sayl
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Hold vp thy tayl / thou Sathanas quod he
Shewe forth thyn ers / and lat the frere se
Where is the nest of freres / in this place
And er/ þat half a furlong wey of space
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