(111. Hoccleve.)
¶ "ffadir, as wisly god me saue and spede,
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Ye ben not he whom þat I wende han founde;
Ye ben to me ful welcome in þis nede;
I wot wel ye in hy vertu habounde.
Your wys reed, hope I, helë schal my wounde;
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My day of helþe is present, as me þinkiþ;
Youre confort deepe in-to myn hertë synketh.
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(112. Hoccleve.)
¶ "Myn hertë seiþ [seeth R.] þat youre beneuolence,
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Of reuthë meeuëd, & verray pytee
Of my wo, doþ his peyne & diligence
Me to releue of myn infirmytee.
O goodë [goode R, good H.] fadir, blissed mote ye be,
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Þat han swich reuthe of my woful estat,
Which wel ny was of helpë desperat.
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(113. Hoccleve.)
¶ "But, fadir, thogh ther be dyuersitee [folio 15a]
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fful gret betwixt your excellent prudénce
And þe folyë þat regneth in me,
Yit god it wot, ful litil differénce
Is ther betwixt þe hete and þe feruénce
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Of louë wich to agid folk ye haue,
And myn, al-thogh ye deeme I hem depraue.
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(114. Hoccleve and Beggar.)
¶ "ffor if þat I þe sothë schal confesse,
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The lak of oldë mennës cherisshynge
Is cause and ground [eke] [cause of the ground R.] of myn heuynesse,
And éncheson of my wofúl murnynge;
That schal ye knowe, if it be your lykynge,
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Þe causë wite of myn aduersitee."
"Þis telle on, in þe name of crist," seyde he;
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