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then sun on somyr morowe. Haile, gude gladlé. Haile, gracious. Haile, hert that with a swerd was chorne. Haile, Joseps wyf. Haile, Joseps spous. Haile, thi Breder thou hast eborene. Was never non seche beforen, Moder and maid us to
then sun on somyr morowe. Haile, gude gladlé. Haile, gracious. Haile, hert that with a swerd was chorne. Haile, Joseps wyf. Haile, Joseps spous. Haile, thi Breder thou hast eborene. Was never non seche beforen, Moder and maid us to
then sun on somyr morowe. Haile, gude gladlé. Haile, gracious. Haile, hert that with a swerd was chorne. Haile, Joseps wyf. Haile, Joseps spous. Haile, thi Breder thou hast eborene. Was never non seche beforen, Moder and maid us to
then sun on somyr morowe. Haile, gude gladlé. Haile, gracious. Haile, hert that with a swerd was chorne. Haile, Joseps wyf. Haile, Joseps spous. Haile, thi Breder thou hast eborene. Was never non seche beforen, Moder and maid us to
then sun on somyr morowe. Haile, gude gladlé. Haile, gracious. Haile, hert that with a swerd was chorne. Haile, Joseps wyf. Haile, Joseps spous. Haile, thi Breder thou hast eborene. Was never non seche beforen, Moder and maid us to
then sun on somyr morowe. Haile, gude gladlé. Haile, gracious. Haile, hert that with a swerd was chorne. Haile, Joseps wyf. Haile, Joseps spous. Haile, thi Breder thou hast eborene. Was never non seche beforen, Moder and maid us to
then sun on somyr morowe. Haile, gude gladlé. Haile, gracious. Haile, hert that with a swerd was chorne. Haile, Joseps wyf. Haile, Joseps spous. Haile, thi Breder thou hast eborene. Was never non seche beforen, Moder and maid us to
then sun on somyr morowe. Haile, gude gladlé. Haile, gracious. Haile, hert that with a swerd was chorne. Haile, Joseps wyf. Haile, Joseps spous. Haile, thi Breder thou hast eborene. Was never non seche beforen, Moder and maid us to
and to the rebels he remews. Twenty milia sone ware slayn, for with them wold he take no trews. Both wyf, chyld, and page thei byrttynd sone and brent. So was all that lynage for ther syn schamly schent. they
That God suld hym releve and owt of bale hym bryng. 1197. So os he rested in yll aray, his wyf turment hym more to teyne. Now may men se, thus con scho say, of what condycions thou hath bene.
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by cleer experience. And holy writ recordeth in sentence How Herodes falsly in his lyff By violence toke his brother wyf, For she was faire and plesaunt to his sight, And kepte her stille be fors thorgh his myght, Al
ferther to procede. Whiche kyng forsothe, in story as I rede And as myn auctor lysteth to endyte, Had a wyf that called was Tedite; Of whiche two, platly this no les, The manly man, the hardy Achilles, So as
The conditions within the city have reduced the Jews to the status of ravenous beasts. 1081-96 On Marie, a myld wyf . . . and alle hire blode chaungeth. The story of the mother driven so mad by hunger that
his lord beside. Than saide the knyght uppon a day, He wolde hoom to his contray, To speke with his wyf that tyde; And for she halp him so at nede, Wel he thought to quyte hur mede, No lenger
do that y mey, Both be nyght and be day, Yeff y can be any way Wyn hur to your wyf. And here y shall thee ensur Thi consell never descur Whyll my body may endur; Wyth swerd and wyth
to Parys, There to abide in store. He saide, `Farewell, Sir Ferumbras, Ye and Gye, my dere frende, And thy wyf Dame Floripas. For to Fraunce nowe wole I wende. Be ye togeder as brethrn both. No man ye nedith
For wolle quyte so ronk and ryf. Forthy uche saule that hade never teche Is to that Lombe a worthyly wyf, And thagh uch day a store He feche Among uus commes nouther strot ne stryf, Bot uchon enlé we
but only thingges thre: The first is this - it touch nat my lif, My yonge sone, pleynly, nor my wyf. Take al my good or what ye list provyde Of my tresour and sette thies thre asyde - Al
Because of Ser Covetys, is neyre of here kyn, May do with mon of Holé Cherche hollé his entent; The wyf and the hosbond he mai part atwyn; Thagh thai be boundon togeder be the sacrement, He wyle dessever hem