To whom, as thou art gracious, 1080
I preie that thou woldest sende
Lazar, so that he mihte wende
To warne hem hou the world is went,
That afterward thei be noght schent
P. iii. 38
Of suche peines as I drye.[809]
Lo, this I preie and this I crie,
Now I may noght miself amende.”
The Patriarch anon suiende