[6-text p 431]
Al ȝoure plesaunce wolde I folwe fayn
But ȝit I hope it be nat ȝoure entente
That smokles out of ȝoure paleys I wente
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¶ ȝe coude nouȝt do so dishoneste a þing
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That þilke wombe in which ȝour children leye
Schulde bifore þe poeple in my walkyng
Be seyn al bare wher fore I ȝou preye /
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lat me not lik a worme go by þe weye
Remembre ȝou myn owne lord so deere
I was ȝoure wijf þough I vnworþy were
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Wherfore in guerdon of my maydenhede
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Which þat I brought and not awey I bere
As voucheþ sauf to ȝif me to my mede
But such a smok as I was wont to were
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þat I þer wiþ may wrye þe wombe of here
þat was ȝour wijf and here take I my leue
Of ȝou myn owen lord lest I ȝou greue
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¶ The smok/ quod he þat þou hast on þi bak
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lat it be stille and bere it forþ wiþ þe
But vnneþes þilke word he spak
But wente his wey for rewþe and pite
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Biforn þe folk hir seluen strepeþ sche
And in hire smok wiþ heued and foot al bare
Toward hir fader hous is sche fare
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The folk hir folwen wepyng in hire weye
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And fortune ay þey cursen as þey gon
But sche fro weepyng kepte hire eyhen dreye
Ne in þis tyme word ne spak sche noon
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hire fader þat þis tydinge herde anon
Curseþ þe day and tyme þat nature
Schope him to be a lyues creature [folio 141a]
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