That fiers was to synne.
"Shal nevere heigh herte me hente,
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But holde I wole me lowe
And suffre to be mys-seyd,
And so dide I nevere;
And now I wole meke me,
And mercy biseche,
For al this I have
Hated in myn herte."
That fiers was to synne.
"Shal nevere heigh herte me hente,
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But holde I wole me lowe
And suffre to be mys-seyd,
And so dide I nevere;
And now I wole meke me,
And mercy biseche,
For al this I have
Hated in myn herte."