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Ther was no wight/ saue god and he / þat wiste
In many wise / how soore I hym twiste
He deyde / whan I cam fro Ierusalem
And lyth ygraue / vnder the roode beem
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Al is his toumbe / noght so curyus
As was the sepulcre / of hym Daryus
Which that Appellus / wroghte subtilly
It nys but wast to burye hym preciously
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Lat hym fare wel / god gyue his soule reste
He is now / in his graue / and in his cheste
Now / of my fifthe housbonde / wol I telle
God lat his soule / neuere come in helle
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And yet was he to me / the mooste shrewe
That feele I / on my rybbes al by rewe
And euere shal / vn-to myn endyng day
But in oure bed / he was so fressh and gay
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And ther with al / so wel koude he me glose
Whan that he wolde / han my bele chose
That thogh he hadde me bet on euery bon
He koude wynne agayn / my loue anon
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I trowe I loued hym best for that he
Was of his loue / daungerous to me
We wommen han / if that I shal nat lye
In this matere / a queynte fantasye
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Wayte what thyng we may nat lightly haue [folio 64b]
Ther after / wol we crye al day / and craue
fforbede vs thyng and that desiren we
Preesse on vs faste / and thanne wol we fle
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With daunger / oute we / al oure chaffare
Greet prees at Market / maketh deere ware
And to greet cheepe / is holden at litel prys
This knoweth euery womman / that is wys
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¶ My fifthe housbonde / god his soule blesse
Which þat I took for loue / and no rychesse
He som tyme / was a clerk of Oxenford
And hadde laft scole / and wente at hom to bord
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