"Þat þou come hedyr, þe to shryue?"
"Now behoueþ me nedely
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Telle þe euerydel, and why.
"Y se men come to shryfte so þykke,—
Of some, here soules as [as H, om. O.] blak as pykke,
And as grymly on to se
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As [And as H, As O.] any fende yn helle may be,—
Þo samë men, when þey are shryue,
So moche bryȝtnes ys hem ȝyue,
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Þat no sonnë ys so bryȝt
As here soules yn Goddys syȝt.
Y wyst my self hydus and blak,
And no þyng haþ so mochë lak;
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Þurgh my shryfte, y wende to spede,
To haue turned so bryȝt as ouþer ȝede."
"Þou art dyceyued, foule treytoure!
Þy shryfte may haue no swyche onour;
Hyt may neuer do þe pru,
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Þe feyrehede of shryfte, ne þe vertu.
Þo þat þou sawe so blak with-ynne,
Þey are repentaunt of here synne,
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And are now come to ryȝt gode wyl,
To do penaunce, and no more yl;
And þurgh þe shryfte þat þey haue take,
Þey are asoyled, and synne forsake.
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Þere [þer.] -of cumþ alle [al.] here beute
Yn here soules, as þou mayst se;
But þou þat hast no répentaunce,
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But loue and lykyng yn [in þy.] cumbraunce,
To feyrehede shalt þou neuer wende,
But blak [blake.] and foule wyþ-outyn [outen.] ende;
A deuyl þou come; to Satan þou go!
