Sauf willingly the feend deceyved Eve,
And so did she nat Adam, by your leve.
Yet was this sinne happy to mankynde,
The feend deceyved was, for al his sleight;
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For aught he coude him in his sleightes wynde,
God, to discharge mankynde of the weight
Of his trespas, cam doun from hevenes height,
And flesh and blood he took of a virgyne,
And suffred deeth, him to deliver of pyne.