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102 THOMAS OF EESSELDOimE.
And all the riehe clothynge was awaye, That he byfore sawe in that stede ; Hir a schanke blake, hir other graye, as
And all hir body lyke the lede ;
Thomas laye, and sawe that syghte, Vndir nethe that grenewod tree.
Than sayd Thomas, " alias ! alias!
In faythe this es a dullfull syghte ; 100
How arte thu fadyde thus in the face,
That schane byfore als the sonne so bryght! "
Scho sayd, " Thomas, take leve at sone and
mone, And als at lefe that grewes on tree ; This twelmoneth sail thu with me gone, i«s And medill-erthe thu sail non see."
He knelyd downe appon his knee, Vndir nethe that grenewod spraye ; And sayd, " Lufly lady ! rewe on mee, Mylde qwene of heuen, als thu beste maye." no
" Alias! " he sayd, " and wa es mee, I trewe my dedis will wirke me care ; My saulle, Jhesu, byteche I the, Whedir come that euer my banes sail fare." |
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109, Lufly lady, i. e. Mary. |
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