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In orisons wiþ many a bitter teere
Til Ihesu haþ conuerted þurgh his grace
Dame hermyngeld constablesse of þilke place
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¶ In alle þat land durste no cristene route
Alle cristene folk ben fled from þat contre
Thurgh payens þat conquereden heer aboute
The plages of þe north by land & see
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To wales fledde þe cristianite/ [folio 81b]
Of olde britons dwellyng in þis Isle/
There was hire refut / for þe meene while
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¶ But yit nas neuer cristene britons so exiled
That þer nas somme in here priuyte
honourede crist/ and hethen folk bygiled
And neygh þe castelle swich þer dwelden þre
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That oon of hem was blynd and might not se
But it were wiþ þilk eyen of his mynde
With whiche men seen after þat þai ben blynde
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¶ Bright was þe sonne as in þat Someres day
ffor which þe Constable and his wyf also
And Custance han y-take þe righte way
Toward þe see a forlong weye or two
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To pleyen and to Romen to and fro
And in here walk þre blynde men þey mette
Crokede and olde with fast eyen y-schette
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¶ In the name of crist criede þis blynde breton
dame hermyngild yeue me sight agayn
This lady wax affrayed of þe soun
lyst þat hir housbond schortly for to sein
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Wolde hire for ihesu cristes loue haue slain
Til Custance made hire bold and made hire werche
The wille of crist as doughter of his cherch
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