ffor he wende þat god almiȝth
had ben wrooþ wiþ hym apliȝth,
þereof sore hym dradde.
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Ofte he bisouȝth god in heuene
Sende hem a childe, wiþ mylde steuene,
To maken hem bliþe & gladde,
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¶ Conforte of hym forto haue,
her godes after hem to saue,
her londes & her ledes;
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her eyre of hym forto make,
And her richesse hym bitake,
Palfreies & her stedes.
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Ofte þai maden þus her bone,
And god sent hem grace sone,
þat fulfilde were þoo dedes:
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A son conceyued þat gode wijf;
Tyme com in her olde lijf
ybore it most be nedes
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