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Of almes houses

A Marchaunte that longe tyme
hadde bene in straunge landis
Returned to his contrey
whiche in Europe standes,
And in his returne
hys waye laye to passe,
By a Spittlehouse not farre from
where his dwelling was,
He loked for this hospitall
but none coulde he se,
For a Lordely house was builte
where the hospitall shoulde be,


Good Lorde (sayd this marchaūt)
is my contrey so wealthy?
That the verye beggers houses
be builte so gorgiouslye?
Than by the waye syde
hym chaunced to se
A pore manne that craued
of hym for charitie,
Whye (quod thys Marchaunt)
what meaneth thys thynge?
Do ye begge by the waye
and haue a house for a kyng?
Alas syr (quod the pore man)
we are all turned oute
And lye and dye in corners
here and there aboute,
Men of greate riches
haue bought our dwellinge place,
And whan we craue of them
they turne awaye their face,
Lorde god (quod this marchaūt)
in Turkye haue I bene,
yet emonge those Heathen,
none such crueltie haue I sene


The vengeaunce of god
muste fall no remedye,
Upon these wicked men
and that verye shortelye,