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47. I will Serve my Lady until Death
[E]uery man delytyth hyly in hijs degree
Hym for to stand in hys ladyys grace,
And i am one off them—I say for me—
That wyll be besy in euery maner place
Her for to serue beningli & purchace
Her mercy, & ther-vppon a-byde
Unto deth me do sett a-syde.
Hym for to stand in hys ladyys grace,
And i am one off them—I say for me—
That wyll be besy in euery maner place
Her for to serue beningli & purchace
Her mercy, & ther-vppon a-byde
Unto deth me do sett a-syde.
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[A]Nd vn-to yow, myn lady dere,
With humble hert & lowly obseruance
I yow besech & hyly yow requere
Me for to haue in your remembrance,
Wych may me wele preserue & auavnce
The rathyr throw thys prayer that i make,
And to yow, good lady, my body I do betake.
With humble hert & lowly obseruance
I yow besech & hyly yow requere
Me for to haue in your remembrance,
Wych may me wele preserue & auavnce
The rathyr throw thys prayer that i make,
And to yow, good lady, my body I do betake.
Amen.
[W]Yth hertte trew whyl my body wyll indure
Truly in yowre seruyce I wyll a-byde,
B[e]sechyng yow of soch grace & vre
As yt lyk yow for me to prouyde,
ffor vn-to me þow be best gyde,
Reuerent lady, that euyr I dyd fynd,
And vnto me best lady and most kynd.
Truly in yowre seruyce I wyll a-byde,
B[e]sechyng yow of soch grace & vre
As yt lyk yow for me to prouyde,
ffor vn-to me þow be best gyde,
Reuerent lady, that euyr I dyd fynd,
And vnto me best lady and most kynd.
[A]Lso, good lady, one thyng i yow besech,
That thys prayer may be to yow acceptable,
And that þow be to me my soule leche,
ffor neuyr i fownd yow variable.
Now, gracyus good lady, mak me so able
That thys prayer may passe to yowr presence,
And mercy to haue for myne offence.
That thys prayer may be to yow acceptable,
And that þow be to me my soule leche,
ffor neuyr i fownd yow variable.
Now, gracyus good lady, mak me so able
That thys prayer may passe to yowr presence,
And mercy to haue for myne offence.
[I]N yow, good lady, soch affiance I fynd
That I yow chese to be souereyn off all
And me purpose yow ta have in mynde
Euery day & mercy to yow calle.
Now, gracius lady, with hartt, lyffe, lust & alle,
I yow besech in euery heuynesse
Me for to helppe & in euery distresse.
That I yow chese to be souereyn off all
And me purpose yow ta have in mynde
Euery day & mercy to yow calle.
Now, gracius lady, with hartt, lyffe, lust & alle,
I yow besech in euery heuynesse
Me for to helppe & in euery distresse.
Amen.
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