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The touþer synne men callë yre,
Þe deuylys doghtyr of hellë fyre.
Ȝyf þou art so wundyr wroþe
with one þat to þe ys dedly loþe,
Ȝyf þou nat sone repentë þe
To helle þou fallest þe fyrst gre.
Þe man wraþþyþ hym lyghtly,
For lytyl, as yn malyncoly,
Þat synnë ne ys ryght gref
Þat sone ys wroþe, and lyghtly lef.
Noþeles, hyt were weyl to done,
wysman shulde nat wraþ hym sone.
ȝyf þer be oþer lorde or syre
þat wraþþyth hym with gretë yre,
And euermore yn strenkþe
Þat wraþþë drawe yn lenþe,
Þat ychë wraþþe ys synnë strong
Þat lastyþ yn any man so long.
Ȝyf þou for wraþþe madyst chydyng,
Or repreuedyst a man of vyle þyng,

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Yre haþ kast þe yn þys kas
Anoþer grece to hellë pas.
Ȝyf þou for yre bygynne wykkednes
Þat no man may lette þe, ne stres,
Þat yche yre ys wyþ pryde,
Ȝyf þou for wraþþe wylt nat abyde.
Ȝyf þou yn yre a man hate,
And þat wraþþë wylt nat late,
Greuusly þou art yn synne,
But þou forȝeue, and þer-of blynne.
Þe holy man seyþ hardly,
Þat þou hast slayn hym gostly.
Ȝyf þy wraþþe þou wylt not blynne,
But bryngest anoþer to þy synne,
Þou shalt haue chargë of þo boþe,
For þurgh ȝoure wraþþe are oþer wroþe;
For þy defaute þan synneþ he,
Þe morë perel þyn shal be.
Ȝyf þou ȝaue euer cunsel or rede
For yre, þat a man were dede;
Or ȝyf þou yn any strut,
For Ire wundedyst a man, or hurt,
yn þys synnë ys outrage,
To helle þou makyst þy vyage.
Þus þan wrote þe holy man
At wham þys wurdë lerne y gan.
Ȝyf þou for yre a man slogh
Þat myghtyst haue lefte weyl ynogh,—
Þat hyt was nat þe defendyng,
But for wraþþe and yre brennyng,—
Al þat euer God shope to be
Shal come and fyȝt aȝens þe
At þe day of iugëment,
And aȝens alle þou shalt be shent.

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Ȝyf þou art wunt custummably
For to curse for lytyl why,
Þy tunge bereþ þerof wytnesse
Þat men nowe weyl wraþ yn þe gesse.
Ȝyf a man curse as yn game,
And yn hys herte wyl hym no shame,
he ne synneþ nat þan dedly,
For hyt ys seyd al yn rybaudy.
Þys synne ys nat dampnable
But hyt be seyd custummable.
Þou shal vndyrstand and wete,
with resun, mayst þou þe wraþþe and flyte
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Aȝens vyleynye and synne,
ȝyf þou ne mayst do oþer bote þerynne;
wraþþe þe with mannys vyleynye,
But nat with his gode ne hys body.
Þat God loueþ, þou shalt loue,
here yn erþe, and yn heuene aboue.
Þat God neuer louyd, þou shalt hate,
wraþþe, and oþer synne foolate.
God louyþ euery creäture
Þat he formed to hys fygure;
But þe synnë þat ys wroght,
Þat loued he neuer noght.
Loue euery man yn hys gode dede;
hys wykkednes shalt þou hate & drede.
þou mayst spekë wurdys smerte
Þogh wraþþë be nat yn þyn herte;
Þou mayst be wroþe, sum body to chastyse,
Þogh hate nat yn þy hertë ryse;
And ȝyf þou hate and sone forȝyuyst,
with God hymself þan þou lyuyst;
For God loueþ no þyng more specyaly
Þan for hys loue to haue mercy.
For he commaundeþ yn þe gospel
Þat man shuld forȝeue wraþ eche del,

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And seyþ “blessyd be al mercyable!
Þey shul se God, and haue hym stable.”
And þat shal y shewe ȝow by a knyȝt
Þat loued more mercy þan myȝt.