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Ho that sith him
one the rode
Iesus his lemmon,
And his moder bi him stonde,
Sore wepinde, and seynt Iohan, |
translation
Anyone who
sees for himself on the cross
Jesus his lover,
And his mother standing beside him,
Weeping bitterly, and St John, |
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And
his syden stonge sore,
For the loue of the man,
Wel shulde he his sunne forsake,
Wete teres and eke leten,
That of loue can.
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And
his sides cruelly pierced
For the love of man,
He should certainly give up his sin,
And also shed flowing tears,
If he knows what it is to love.
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