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XVII.
“Moteleȝ may so meke & mylde,”Þen sayde I to þat lufly flor,
“Bryng me to þat bygly bylde,
& let me se þy blysful bor.”
Þat schene sayde, þat god wyl schylde,
“Þou may not enter with-inne hys tor,
Bot of þe lombe I haue þe aquylde
For a syȝt þer-of þurȝ gret fauor.
Vt-wyth to se þat clene cloystor,
Þou may, bot inwyth not a fote,
To strech in þe strete þou hatȝ no vygour,
Bot þou wer clene with-outen mote.
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