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Bernard [seide]: “wordes swete
Þe Maudeleyn also gon say;
Ladi, [heo seiȝ] þi serwe vn-meete
And fayn [heo] wolde han it a-way
And, deore ladi, þi bale to beten;
But in riȝt resun was his way.
Ladi, ȝif I dorste þe be-sechen,
To aske þe more I wolde þe pray.
Þe Maudeleyn also gon say;
Ladi, [heo seiȝ] þi serwe vn-meete
And fayn [heo] wolde han it a-way
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But in riȝt resun was his way.
Ladi, ȝif I dorste þe be-sechen,
To aske þe more I wolde þe pray.
“Of angussche þou hast told me strong;
Myn herte is not as Ich wolde,
I ne may hit wiþ serwe fonge,
And what my lord siggen wolde,
To aske þe more nul I not wonde,
Whon þe Iewes Breme and bolde
Naylede him þorw feet and honde,
Aftur þat Iudas hedde hym solde.”
Myn herte is not as Ich wolde,
I ne may hit wiþ serwe fonge,
And what my lord siggen wolde,
To aske þe more nul I not wonde,
Whon þe Iewes Breme and bolde
Naylede him þorw feet and honde,
Aftur þat Iudas hedde hym solde.”
| [Poems from the Vernon MS] | |