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37 Sancte Thome
Clangat tuba martir Thomavt liberet sic cristi vinea
Oute of the chaffe was pured this corne
and else the cherch had ben forlorne
To gods grange now where thow borne
O martir Thoma, o martir Thoma, o martir Thoma.
In london was bore this martir sothyly
Of c[anterbur]y Hadde he primacy
To whom we syng deuotely
O martir Thoma etc.
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