Dame Sirith

Ci commence le fablel e la cointise de dame Siriz

As I com bi an waie,
Hof on Ich herde saie -
Ful modi mon and proud.
Wis he wes of lore,
And gouþlich vnder gore,
And cloþed in fair sroud.

To louien he begon,
On wedded wimmon;
þerof he heuede wrong!
His herte hire wes al on,
þat reste neuede he non -
þe loue wes so strong

The Land of Cockaygne

 Fur in see bi west Spayngne
 Is a lond ihote Cokaygne.
 þer nis lond vnder heuenriche
 Of wel, of godnis, hit iliche.
 þo3 Paradis be miri and bri3t,
 Cokaygn is of fairir si3t.
 What is þer in Paradis
 Bot grasse and flure and grene ris?
 þo3 þer be ioi and gret dute,
 þer nis met bote frute;
 þer nis halle, bure, no bench,
 Bot watir manis þurst to quench.
 Beþ þer no men bot two
 Hely and Enok also;
 Elinglich mai hi go
 Whar þer woniþ men no mo.
(Vv. 1-12)

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