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Thow I be nakyd and pore of array,
And wurmys knawe me all abowte,
ȝit loke ȝe drede me nyth and day,
ffor whan deth comyth, ȝe stande in dowte;
Evyn lyke to me, as I ȝow say,
Shulle alle ȝe be here in this rowte;
Whan I ȝow chalange at my day,
I xal ȝow make ryght lowe to lowth,
And nakyd for to be.
Amonges wormys, as I ȝow telle,
Undyr the erthe xul ȝe dwelle,
And thei xul etyn bothe flesche and felle,
As thei have don me.
