And my lemman in myne armes,
Til matyns and masse be do,
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And thanne go to the freres.
Come I to [Ite, missa est,]
I holde me y-served;
I nam noght shryven som tyme,
But if siknesse it make,
Nought twyes in two yer,
And thanne up gesse I shryve me.