(279. Beggar and Hoccleve.)
¶ "Write him no thyng þat sowneth in-to vice;
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Kythë thi loue in matere of sadnesse;
looke if þou fyndë canst any tretice
Groundid on his estatës holsumnesse;
Swych thing translate, and vnto his hynesse,
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As humblely as þat þou canst, present;
Do thus my sone." "fadir, I assent.
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(280. Hoccleve.)
¶ "With hert as tremblyng as þe leef of aspe,
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ffadir, syn ye me redë to do so,
Of my symple conceyt wole I the claspe
Vndo, and lat it at his largë go.
But weylaway! so is myn hertë [hert R H.] wo,
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That þe honour of englyssh tonge is deed,
Of which I wont was han consail and reed.
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(281. Hoccleve.)
¶ "O, maister deere, and fadir reuerent! [folio 36a]
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Mi maister Chaucer, [Chaucers R.] flour of eloquence, [G. Chaucer [in 1700 hand.]]
Mirour of fructuous entendëment,
O, vniuersel fadir in science!
Allas! þat þou thyn excellent prudence,
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In þi bed mortel mightist naght by-qwethe;
What eiled deth? allas! whi wolde he sle the?
(282. Hoccleve.)
¶ "O deth! þou didest naght harme singuleer,
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In slaghtere of him; but al þis land it smertith;
But nathëlees, yit hast þou no power
His namë sle; his hy vertu astertith
Vnslayn fro þe, which ay vs lyfly hertyth,
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With bookës of his ornat éndytyng,
That is to al þis land enlumynyng.
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