"Nou, allas! þat i was boren;
boþe haue i nou forloren
mi Ioye and my blisse."
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¶ In þis tale wol we non dwelle,
of Alix wol we nou telle,
þat riche pore mon.
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Alix was pore Monnes fere
fulle seuentene ȝere,
fro þat he bi-gon,
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Sittinge in a chirche-ȝerde,
among pore men an herde,
in a simple wede.
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An ymage in þat chirche stoode
of his Modur þat died on rode,
for ur alre nede.
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