Whether the fewnes of my dayes
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Shull nat hastyly haue an ende?
Sythen I can se by no worldly wayes,
But oute of the world sone shal I wende,
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The worldes wyles ryght nat me payes,
ffor they ben false and full vn-thende.
My flesshly lust my soule affrayes,
And I am tempted with the fende.
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Thys maketh me to bowe and bende
Alwey to syn, that woo ys me.
Lord, that art curteys and hende,
So Parce michi, domine!
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Dimitte ergo me, domine, vt plangam paululum dolorem meum, antequam vadam, et non reuertar ad terram tenebrosam et opertam mortis caligine,
Therfore, lord, suffer thow me
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A lytell what, that, whyl I may,
The tyme that euer I greved the
In ded or thought, by nyght or day,
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And graunt me, yef thy wyl be,
That here in erthe wepe I may,
The derke lande that I neuer se,
That keuered ys with black alway.
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Now, good Ihesu, to the I pray,
As thow art god in trinite,
ffrom that londe thow kepe me ay,
Thorow Parce michi, domine!
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Terram miserie et tenebrarum, vbi vmbra mortis et nullus ordo, sed sempiternus horror inhabitans.
The londe of myschyef and of derknes,
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Where as dampned soules dwell,
The londe of woo and of wrechednesse,
Where ben mo peynes than tonge may telle,
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The londe of dethe and of duresse,
In whyche noon order may dwelle,
The londe of wepyng and of drerynesse,
And stynkyng sorow on to smelle:
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