For, as moche as þe tyme doþ amounte,
For euery oure, shalt þou ȝelde acounte,
Ȝyf hyt so were, þou myȝtest had space, [folio 75b:2]
And wuldest nat come to shryfte ne grace.
Ȝyt, þyr ys þe þred resun [See French, l. 9719, &c. last page.]
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þat hastyly shal þy shryfte be doun;
For yn þat tyme þat þy synne [synne O, shryfte H.] ys,
Þou art departed fro heuene blys,
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And fro alle þe felawrede
Þat shulde þe helpë at þy nede,
And fro þe preyers of holy cherche,
And fro alle gode dedes, þat men þer werche;
Alle þe prayers, with-outë fayle,
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To þe blys of heuene, þe mow nat auayle.
Algate y rede, þou do gode dede;
To ryse fro synne, hyt wyl þe spede,
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And bettyr wyl hyt pay God almyȝt,
And þy penaunce shal be þe more lyȝt,
And, þe more grace shalt þou haue,
Þe for to shryue and saue. [[6 syll.]]
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