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¶ The palme of martirdom / for to receyue
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Seinte Cecile / fulfild of goddes yifte
The world / and eek hir chambre gan she weyue
Witnesse Tiburces / and Cecilies shrifte
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To whiche / god of his bountee wolde shifte
Corones two / of floures wel smellynge
And made his Aungel / hem the corones brynge
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[ [Rats.] [folio 169b] Th]e mayde hath broght men / to blisse aboue
The world hath wist what it is worth certeyn
Deuocion / of chastitee to loue
Tho shewed hym Cecile / al open and pleyn
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That alle ydoles / nys but a thyng in veyn
ffor they been dowmbe / and ther to they been deue
And charged hym / hise ydoles for to leue
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¶ Who so þat troweth nat this / a beest he is
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Quod tho Tiburce / if that I shal nat lye
And she gan kisse his brest that herde this
And was ful glad / he koude trouthe espye
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This day I take thee / for myn allye
Seyde this blisful / faire mayde deere
And after that she seyde as ye may heere
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¶ Lo right so / as the loue of Crist quod she
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Made me thy brotheres wyf / right in that wise
Anon for myn allie / heere take I thee
Syn that thow wolt/ thyne ydoles despise
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Go with thy brother now / and thee baptise
And make thee clene / so þat thow mowe biholde
The Aungeles face / of which thy brother tolde
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