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[XXXVIII] C. Evere more where so euer I be
The dred of deth do troble me.

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Taken from Bodl. Ms. Engl. Poet. e. 1. fol 48a.

1

As I went me fore to solase,
I hard a mane syght & sey: alase,
Off me now thus stond the case,
ye dred of &c!

2

I haue be lorde of towr & towne,
I sett not be my grett renowne,
ffor deth wyll pluckyd [yt] all downe!
ye dred off deth do trobyll me!

3

Whan I shal deye I ame not suere,
In what countre or in what howere,
Where fore I sobbyng sey to my power:
ye dred off deth do troble me!

4

Whan my sowle & my body departyd shallbe,
Of my Jugment / no man cane tell me!
Nor of my place wher yat I shal be:
yerfore dred of deth do troble me!

5

Jhesu cryst / whan yat he shuld sofer hys passyon,
To hys fader he seyd with gret deuocyon,
Thys is ye causse of my intercessyon:
ye dred off deth do troble me!

6

Al crysten pepull be ye wysse & ware,
Thys world is butt a chery ffare,
Replett with sorow & fulfyllyd with care!
yerfore ye dred of deth do troble me!

7

Wheyer yat I be mery or good wyne drynk,
Whan yat I do on my last daye thynk,
It mak my sowle & body to schrynke,
ffore ye dred of deth sore troble me!

8

Jhesu vs graunt hyme so to honowr,
That at owr end he may be owr socowr,
And kepe vs fro ye fendes powr,
ffor yan dred off deth shal not troble me!