when he wyst hyt, þan was hym wo;
He weyted here, and ded here slo.
whan he hád do here þat pyne,
Yn alle here landes he toke sesyne,
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And was þan a ryche lordyng
And bare hym stoutë [stout.] as a kyng. [kynge.]
Þys Lucrecyus made a feste,
A ryche, with men of noble geste.
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Þe lordyngës þat he myȝt gete [folio 40b]
were settë with hym at þe mete;
And as he sat yn alle hys pryde,
Com a pore womman þat tyde,
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And bare a chylde yn cloþës loke,
Þe pappe yn þe mouþe as hyt had soke;
Hyt hade neuer spoke before, saunȝ [sauntȝ.] fayle,
Þarfor y telle hyt, þe more meruayle.
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As for grete myrácle, þe chyld seyd þus,
"y sey to þe, Lucrecyus,
Þat þou hast slayn seynt Beatrys,
To haue here lond þat by here [þe (here adv.).] lys.
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Þou art come now vn-to here fe,
And syttest þere yn þy pouste;
And y comaunde, þurgh Goddys myȝt,
Þe deuyl, yn-to þe to lyȝt."
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As sonë as þe chylde had spoke,
Þe fendë yn-to hym was lope,
And traueyled hym þre dayys with pyne
Þat alle hyt sawë with here yne;
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And, at þe þre day[y]s ende,
He deydë, and to helle gan wende.
loke now, how þe deuyl hym laght
For coueytyse of wurldys aght.
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Ful wykked ys þat coueytyse,
with oþer mennes gode falsly to ryse.
Ȝyt hyt ys wers þan ys þe lore
