"Yt wer to me ryht necessarye,
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[[That St., om. C.]] That off your grace ye woldë blyue, [Stowe folio 173b]
Out off my shyp makë maryue; [[to make me aryue St.]]
I menë thus, ma dame, that ye
Wolde in al haste dyspoyllë me
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Off my body, wych ys greuous,
Hevy, gret, & ponderous,
That I myghte off hym a-noon ryht
Haue knowelychyng & ek a [[eke St.]] syht
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Mor cler, to make me vnderstonde
The mater that we haue an [[in St.]] honde,
To sen hym, how he ys compassyd,
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Wych hath so offte to me [[to me / so offte St., soffte to me C.]] trespassyd;
And yet he wyl nat, for myn ese,
Hys Rancour a-geyns me appese.
'But yet I pray yow feythfully,
To don your deuer ffynally,
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That I may sen hym (& nat ellys),
Wher he be swych as ye me tellys;
ffor I nat vnderstond ywys,
What ye ha sayd, nor what he ys." [folio 152b]
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Grace dieu:
'I may ryht wel be-leve,' quod she,
'Thys thyng so vnkouth & secre,
That thow art dyrkyd in thy syht,
Yt to consydre & sen [[seen St.]] a-ryht.
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And the cause why thow art let
Ys, for thy body hath so shet
Thy gostly Eyen (in substaunce)
Wyth a clowde off ygnoraunce,
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And dyrked wyth a mysty skye,
That thow mayst nat wel espye
The secrenessë, [[secretenesse St.]] yong nor Old. [Stowe folio 174a]
And as to-forn I ha the told,
Other obstácle ys ther noon
But thy body, blynd as a ston; [[as stoon St.]]
He dyrketh so thyn Inward syht.
But for thy sake, a-noon ryht
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I schal assayen & provyde,
Thy body for to leyn asyde,
