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kk. The Pape ſaid to the Dwle, Propone thin appele, Thy lamentable langage, as Iykis the beſt. 3 am deformed, quoth the fyle, with faltis full feile, Be Natur netherit ane Dwle nopus in nelt, Wireche of all wretchis, fra worſchipe and wele; all this trety has he tald be termes in telt : Jt neidis nocht to renewe all myn vnhele, Sen it was menit to your mynd, and maid manifeft. Bot to the poynt petuos he prayit the Pape To call the clergy with cure, And ſe gif that Nature Wycht reform his figour Jn a fair (chaipe. EkJ. Than fairlie the fader thir fowlis he franyt Df thar counfall in this cais, ſen the richt thaj knewe ; Gif thaj the bowlat mycht helpe, that was ſo hard papnit? And thaj weraly awylit, full of wertewe, The maner, the mater, and how it remanyt; The circumftance, and the fait, all couth thaj argewe. Mony allegiance leile, in leid nocht to layne it, Dff areſtotill, and ald men, ſcharplie thaj (chewe ; The Prelatis thar apperans proponit generale ; Sum ſaid to, and ſum fra, Sum nay, and ſum za, Baith pro and contra Thus argewe thaj all.