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16950 Although it be nought worth a botel hay . Awake , thou cook , sit up , God
gif the sorwe ! What eyleth the , to slepe by the morwe ? Hast thou had fleen al
night or artow dronke ? Or hastow with som quen al night i - swonke , So that thou
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16950 Although it be nought worth a botel hay . Awake , thou cook , sit up , God
gif the sorwe ! What eyleth the , to slepe by the morwe ? Hast thou had fleen al
night or artow dronke ? Or hastow with som quen al night i - swonke , So that thou
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Page 162
32 kisse . . . nought do . The Harl . MS . , supported by the Lansd , MS . , reads ,
kisse , though thay may nought do and smater hem . The reading in the text ,
which is that of Tyrwhitt , seems to me better . 33 a dongehul . The Lansd . MS .
reads ...
32 kisse . . . nought do . The Harl . MS . , supported by the Lansd , MS . , reads ,
kisse , though thay may nought do and smater hem . The reading in the text ,
which is that of Tyrwhitt , seems to me better . 33 a dongehul . The Lansd . MS .
reads ...
Page 181
Thow schalt nought eke make no lesyng in thy confessioun for humilité ,
peradventure to sayn that thou hast don synnes of whiche thou were never gulty ;
as seint Augustyn saith , if thou bycause of humilité makest lesynges on thiself ,
though ...
Thow schalt nought eke make no lesyng in thy confessioun for humilité ,
peradventure to sayn that thou hast don synnes of whiche thou were never gulty ;
as seint Augustyn saith , if thou bycause of humilité makest lesynges on thiself ,
though ...
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