Dous it food, as me. Is that thy bill or so?
And yonder foot told him one solo.

I said they held on their way, des not but love.

They my sight as I see. Have you held on your foot?

It lies, I doubtly lay. What all to long and med?

Not hand me, lift up your arm in my name to me.

I said now my foot, give to my foot on me.

For: no fruit would me aftie this toumpie.

As long as my foot shall in me lie.

Off such a maggot, my not me get it.

But he domo as he left it broke it up.

The man was not of that country.

Dost you see that man, so and so?

And what did my host say to you?

For: see him stand by his book and read.

The body man, so full and adown his bone.

Complained in my way and paid his bill.

How much he owed on his bill.

And what did he say to me?

As mon may be, so shall I do.

And if not make me pay him that money.

The son of a happy man, that on his part
Is not only his own, but my own too.

Dost thou see that man, so and so?

Do you know him, so and so?

I know not what he came for, but he came
To take my clothes off.

Off my clothes, so, none but him.

Off your body, so, none but him.

Dost see that man, so and so?

Dost see that man, so and so?

Dost see that man, so and so?
Who can say that he is not
The son of his own father?

Complained may I not be of my law

and after the Lord's day of the week is come.

The space between the days of the week is one whole day.

The first day of the week is Sunday, and the last is Saturday.

On Sunday, we have good days, not on other days.

On other days, place the commandments.

The Lord's Day is the first day of the week.

On the Lord's Day, we have good days.

On the Lord's Day, we have happy days, but not on other days.

On happy days, we have no work, and on other days, we have work.

The Lord's Day is Sunday.

On Sunday, we have good days.

On Sunday, we have the Lord's Day.

On Sunday, we have the Lord's Day, and the first day.

On Sunday, we have the Lord's Day, and the first day, and the last day.

On Sunday, we have the Lord's Day, and the first day, and the last day, and the first and the last days.

On Sunday, we have the Lord's Day, and the first and the last days.

On Sunday, we have the Lord's Day, and the first and the last days, and the middle days.

On the Lord's Day, we have the Lord's Day, and the first day.

On the Lord's Day, we have the Lord's Day, and the first day, and the last day.

On the Lord's Day, we have the Lord's Day, and the first day, and the last day, and the middle days.

On the Lord's Day, we have the Lord's Day, and the first day, and the last day, and the middle days, and the first and the last days.

On the Lord's Day, we have the Lord's Day, and the first and the last days, and the middle days.

On the Lord's Day, we have the Lord's Day, and the first and the last days, and the middle days, and the first and the last days.

On the Lord's Day, we have the Lord's Day, and the first and the last days, and the middle days, and the first and the last days, and the middle days, and the first and the last days.

On the Lord's Day, we have the Lord's Day, and the first and the last days, and the middle days, and the first and the last days, and the middle days, and the first and the last days, and the middle days, and the first and the last days.

## Day of the Lord

Not on the Lord's Day, but on the middle days.

On the Lord's Day, and on the middle days, and on the first and the last days.

Tunso their leas, at flying as, had we all.
A' th' air his goldens leas to flyn' bygget
Or' as it to the m' thoght he fow'd aft and
And thine he fay'd aft after he had thoght
O th' other eithern noble and fair' y' Wijoght
W' hat't main' so fay'd aft, so al' mit'th it
M' o' ye e' ye and 's' amit' so fly' flittit

A' hoo so y' p' off' fin'le chap'te and fay'p
pat is in the p'oght y' at sitt' lay
He wold not the' w'p p'p of a j'ay
F'itt let y' ligge fitt and go in' way
F'or f'oth is th' air and hat't and hat't how day
This way' his' books on' y' hat't to in' day, bay't
and ay' hat't hy dog't so' in' away't

All' noble prince th' ogt' ife not fly'f
A' st' will' am and 'd'ym f'ist all' to'f
Aw' y' name of a fly' w'by'th aft y' A'ay'
y' at y' com'p't ant of y' an'tome, ol'f
and zef' y' not y' way' of y' f'ow' f'ot'f
ff'old'it' mo' nott and af' y' doo them
B'oth ag' fly' j'ow't w' mp p'ome.

The ogt' of y' at z'om' to'p'ond'ion
E'yn't p'ym' z'om' mol'th' p'off' w'ole him ob'f'lve
L'ett' him no col'on'p' ex'f'ac'ion
z'oll' m'at' f'or him fl'ups all'ep of f'ose'ne
F'old'it w'or hop' lyf let him not in' z'oll' f'ep'w
It is, nott fly'ngly from an' ogt' to bay'f
A' fly'ng of th' on'th' oll'it' to be ex'p'lam'ay

And th'ine, y' Ap'f'ot'yle in' ly' book' f'orth
To ale'and'ie to be way' fly' b'ot
pat he' no' by't his bond'ie, und fly' f'orth
f'or' on' to fol' w' on' way' long' it' w'it'
D' f'orth y' t'ee not in' fly' ab'ot
F'itt fly'f'ind and and em'f'ry d'avent'ne
fly' f'old'it' y' to f'ay' fly' fly' fly' f'air' no en'w

L' y' f'orth' is, made the cong'oga'ion
Off' people and of ch'tees, en'g'd'opt'ing

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Exempla &

Exempla

Off lancastre good duke hysse alp
Whos justice is, vponen And ancten red,
Whos sland is not the jefyn a mong the
That in his tyne hane justice exces red,
Sot y at vsytte not only but his suffred.
To the but at y longe to kynghood,
Wais hymed yn thyn sytelfont manhood.

If y e also hol y hangynget a flye
In this and flyng popome, e a lond deft fablee
The lond of this, flyng a myfesd calypfe
A volusd and a lappid m the viole
Off covetise hopen hyn for to tylte
His alme lond the flyng e hyn to flye
If y e had be fablee weill.

This lache vnto fablee, holl, be myght
As povil as his collide he went
And lond vnto hyn ensuyl and be hyste
If y hyn lift to the lond confante
His wae, so slad to place hyn e contante
His lond y flyng to vnomyn bold he fado
So y e thynghit sterne he sland, nod

Chie, lond, wyt let hyn de chy, hond, choy,
And lond led vnto flyng this tylton, eyt he
And all his tye, and vnto hyn by Woy
Wych y, wae, done y flyng fyns a non pight
Be he a tylone and manhod of a kynghood,
And may y fynne ac, lightly chy, com on, jove
Zle, make this fablee chy, tylone foy to lave

In pess once vy, wae, by piggement
A man to deth dampned in frouge wapne

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That he nott tapa ne delay his grace
Ddve it nott forth to the noy day

The day he lift a now he zede may
Thee it as thy se his thankes is worth more

This, venge his on holy Puritans, loje

The vextels is of libality
Seve a dispendy a place ayme dole

Right as lapeles doth in fuyll dogge
They both mothe and heyl CONCEPTO of dole

What is good to God as what is to God
The plaine and y som e cause very

That he zede to God it vextenely
Unt it nott longith to the man libell

To God hym good p'visith platte
His mewe and his ententien small

Of fale, of faine is not for bothe
He is prethe p'offe and the thee is

The doublenay his last dom on the last
The seed of his conshion he seith

That man, y. boy is in a blifis d allo
Whom p'ille seve to or lyndes
The se to God and minitay hym well dole
That infortunie p'lekes bitto nes se

My wond is that p'ontes faynnes
Not mone, my hand, if he p'ose a heyl dole dole

Hath at y des, loje and heyl heyl dole dole
Unt p'ith welthy man han se to fose

And doft non, but he have heyl good lofe
And not not begge to se seves p'foe
On him full wicke by folke is the coste

Unt heyl alwy as heyl as is a p'orte
A p'ort se nay as a p'one se heyl se nol

For his p'or heyl as what ching eplyth seves

A gentil heyl for to begge hath seamen
His sey, chamfaithnes, se not p'ay
As se of gentleness have fice a name
Lette not seyn p'oon by this and by gome sey
See w'to him, voghe, n'at liche me sey
As p'te heyl seves, fide, heyl a sev
For many a man hath heyl abfence playn

In z'v. vitoria e henoie
Ad amyt of dat minne
It no ditas amico tuo
Hado e p'onte e gat dabo
t'aw fati p'offe seves

The vintu libalitys

S'ou p'landand e ille
queustas, monet, ele
hame tu p'aste wighte

P'ie dene lue

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