Everyman :
A. C. Cawley

Scene 14

Eueryman.
Alas, wherto may I truste?
     805
Beaute gothe fast awaye fro me.
     806
She promysed with me to lyue and dye.
     807
Strength.
Eueryman, I wyll the also forsake and denye;
     808
Thy game lyketh me not at all.
     809
Eueryman.
Why, than, ye wyll forsake me all?
     810
Swete Strength, tary a lyttel space.
     811
Strengthe.
Nay, syr, by the rode of grace!
     812
I wyll hye me from the fast,
     813
Though thou wepe to thy herte to-brast.
     814
Eueryman.
Ye wolde euer byde by me, ye sayd.
     815
Strength.
Ye, I haue you ferre ynoughe conueyde.
     816
Ye be olde ynoughe, I vnderstande,
     817
Your pylgrymage to take on hande.
     818
I repent me that I hyder came.
     819
Eueryman.
Strength, you to dysplease I am to blame.
     820
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Wyll ye breke promyse that is dette?
     821
Strength.
In fayth, I care not.
     822
Thou arte but a foole to complayne;
     823
You spend your speche and wast your brayne.
     824
Go thryst the in to the grounde.
     825