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¶ A certein tresor / that she thider ladde
And sooth to seyn / vitaille gret plentee
They han hir yeuen / and clothes eek she hadde
And forth she sayleth / in the salte see
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O my Custaunce / ful of benygnytee
O Emperours / yonge doghter deere
He þat is lord of ffortune be thy steere
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¶ She blisseth hire / and with ful pitous voys
Vn to the cros of Crist/ thus seyde she
O clere / o weleful Auter / holy croys
Reed of the lambes blood / ful of pitee
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That wesshe the world / fro the olde Iniquitee
Me fro the feend / and fro his clawes kepe
That day / þat I shal drenchen in the depe
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¶ Victorious tree / proteccion of trewe
That oonly / worthy were for to bere
The kyng of heuene / with his woundes newe
The white lamb / that hurt was with a spere
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fflemere of feendes / out of hym and here
On which thy lymes / feithfully extenden
Me kepe / and yeue me myght my lyf tamenden
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[Ye]res and dayes / fleet this creature [folio 118b]
Thurgh out the see of Grece / vn to the Strayte
Of Marrok as it was hir auenture
O many a sory meel / now may she bayte
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After hir deth / ful often may she wayte
Er þat the wilde wawes / wol hir dryue
Vn to the place / ther she shal arryue
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Men myghten axen / why she was noght slayn
Eek at the feste / who myghte hir body saue
And I answere / to that demaunde agayn
Who saued Danyel / in the horrible Caue
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