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no thyng my spouse is In þs howse
unto my pay;
my son a kyng þt made all thyng
lyth in hay.
A my dere son.
my moder dere, a mend yor chere,
& now be styll;
thus for to ly it is sothely
my fadirs will.
derision gret passion
Infynytely,
as it is fownde many a wownd
suffyr shall I,
of caluery that is so hye
ther shall I be;
man to restore naylid full sore
uppon a tre.
A my dere son.
