"Repentedestow noght?" quod Repentaunce;
And right with that he swowned,
Til Vigilate the veille
Fette water at hise eighen,
And flatte it on his face,
And faste on hym cryde,
And seide, "Ware thee, for Wanhope
Wolde thee bi-traye,
'I am sory for my synnes'
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