þys wumman hadde do a synful dede;
here shamed to telle hyt for drede.
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On a [o.] day, grace was here ȝyue,
þat she þoȝte she wulde be shryue:
þys womman come vnto a frere,
And, preyd hym, here lyfe to here.
Line 11852
As she sat here shryftë ynne,
She þoȝte vppon þys ychë synne;
Þe frerë cumforted here weyl,
Boldely to sey euery deyl;
Line 11856
hys cumforte madë here ryȝt bolde,
So þat she furþe þe [þat.] synnë tolde,
þat she haddë longe forhole,
þurgh cunseyl of þe deuyl stole;
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But, at þat ychë breyde
þat she furþe þe [þat.] synnë seyde,
Come fleyng oute, at [of.] here mouþe a blak,
Ryȝt as she þe wurdë spak:
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þe frerë sagh hyt apertly,
And þanked God of hys mercy.
þat ychë blak, y dar wel telle [folio 79a]
þat hyt was a fende of helle,
Line 11868
þat myȝt no lenger yn here reste
whan þe synnë oute gan breste;
But as longe as she þe synne forhale,
Þe deuyl helde ful stylle hys stale;
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For euer-more he wyl a-byde
whyl o synnë may hym hyde;
And, for þat yche resun why,
Shryue we oure synnë, alle holy;
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Nat by parcelles, to prestes atwynne;
To one, alle holy, shryue þy synne;
