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Your youthe in vertue shapeth to dispende.
Planteth the rote of youthe in suche a wyse
That in vertue your growing be alway;
Loke ay, goodnesse be in your exercyse,
That shal you mighty make, at eche assay,
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The feend for to withstonde at eche affray.
Passeth wysly this perilous pilgrimage,
Thinke on this word, and werke it every day;