[6-text p 311]
¶ heere moun men sen / how synne hath his merite
Beth war / for no man woot / whom god wol smyte
In no degree / ne in which manere wyse
The worm of conscience / may a-gryse
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Of wykked lyf / though it so pryue be
That no man wot ther-of / but god and he
ffor he be lewed man / or elles lered
he noot howe sone / that he shal ben a-fered
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Therfore I rede ȝow / this counsel take
fforsaketh synne / er synne ȝow forsake
¶ Here endeth the Phisiciens tale /
