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¶ The wordes of the Hoost to the Phisicien and the Pardoner.
Ovre Hoost gan to swere / as he were wood
Harrow quod he / by nayles and by blood
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This was a fals cherl and a fals Iustise
As shameful deeth / as herte may deuyse
Come to thise false Iuges / and hire Aduocatz
Algate / this sely mayde / is slayn allas
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Allas / to deere boughte she beautee
Wherfore I seye / al day / as men may see
That yiftes of ffortune and of Nature
Been cause of deeth / to many a creature
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Of bothe yiftes / that I speke of now
Men han ful ofte / moore for harm than prow
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¶ But trewely / myn owene maister deere
This is / a pitous tale for to heere
But nathelees / passe ouer / is no fors
I pray to god / so saue thy gentil cors
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And eek/ thyne vrynals / and thy Iurdones
Thyn ypocras / and eek thy Galiones
And euery boyste / ful of thy letuarie
God blesse hem / and oure lady Seint Marie
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So moot I theen / thou art a propre man
And lyk a prelat by Seint Ronyan
Seyde I nat wel / I kan nat speke in terme
But wel I woot thou doost myn herte to erme
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That I almoost/ haue caught a Cardynacle [folio 140b]
By corpus bones / but I haue triacle
Or elles a draughte / of moyste and corny Ale
Or but I heere anon / a myrie tale
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