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[The morowe folowynge/Tiburce and Ualerian]
The morowe folowynge/Tiburce and UalerianThe blessyd Seyntes/of snowe fyll suche plentie
That at that daye/was no lyuynge man
That myght remembre/of so great quantyte
The Northyn wynde/blewe with suche fyerste
That houses/tryes/with herbys it ouercast
And many other harmes/by lande and eke by see
Of that wynde came/the whyle that it dyd laste.
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