That þou excuse nat þy synne.
Ȝyt þer ys an vnþryfte
Þat doþ moche skaþe yn shryfte;
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Þat þou defendest þe fro plyȝt,
And puttest þy synne on God almyȝt.
So dyd oure fadyr Adam,
whan God of heuene to hym cam,
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And seyd, "Adam, why art þou yn synne?"
"lorde," he seyd, "my wyfe made me bygynne;
Þat ychë wyfe þat þou me wroȝt,
She synned fyrst, and y noȝt."
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Seeþ how Adam bygan to lye,