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Chaucer, Geoffrey and Purves, David Laing
Xpe <7> thy Son, that in this world alight, Upon a cross to suffer his passioun, And suffer’d eke that Longeus his heart pight,* <8> *pierced And made his hearte-blood to run adown; And all this was for my salvatioun: And I to him am false and eke unkind, And yet he wills not my damnation; *This thank I you,* succour of all mankind! *for this I am indebted to you* Y.
Ysaac was figure of His death certain, That so farforth his father would obey, That him *ne raughte* nothing to be slain; *he cared not* Right so thy Son list as a lamb to dey:* *die Now, Lady full of mercy! I you pray, Since he his mercy ’sured me so large, Be ye not scant, for all we sing and say, That ye be from vengeance alway our targe.* *shield, defence