Of confort and of ese founde,
To take of love som repast;
For thogh I with the fulle tast[779]
The lust of love mai noght fiele,
Min hunger otherwise I kiele
Of smale lustes whiche I pike,
And for a time yit thei like;
If that ye wisten what I mene.
Confessor.
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