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453 And though she shulde an honged be;
454 ffor nakid as a worme was she.
455 And if the wedir stormy were,
456 ffor colde she shulde have deyd there.
457 She nadde on but a streit olde sak,
458 And many a cloute on it ther stak;
459 This was hir cote and hir mantell,
460 No more was there, nev a dell,
461 To clothe hir with; I undirtake,
462 Grete leyser hadde she to quake.
463 And she was put, that I of talke,
464 ffer fro these other, up in an halke;
465 There lurked and there coured she,
466 ffor pover thing, where so it be,
467 Is shamefast, and dispised Ay.
468 Acursed may wel be that day,
469 That povere man conceyved is;
470 ffor god wot, al to selde, iwys,
471 Is any povere man wel fedde,
472 Or wel araied or cledde,
473 Or welbiloved, in sich wise
474 In honour that he may Arise.
475 Alle these thingis, well Avised,
476 As I have you er this devysed,
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