with all the sin
_that_ efre was his wille. 625 that ever was his will.
A wurthe hire wa. Wo be to her!
that heo spekinde was so. that she spake so;
heo haue_th_ unc _dom_ned. she has damned us
to deoppere helle. to deeper hell.
Nis hit non sellic. 630 Is it not wonderful,
thauh ic segge of boken. though I read in books,
thauh ic _thonne_ that sothe repie. though I then the truth gathered,
for ic was ilered. for I was taught
of mine leoue faeder. by my dear father
feire on frumthe. 635 beautifully in the beginning,
aer ic _ford_ferde. before I departed,
ic was Godes douhter. I was God's daughter,
ac thu amerdest that foster. but thou didst hinder that fostering.
ic sceolde lif holden. I might life have held,
_me selle_the he wolde. 640 that he would have given me.
Sone thu were lifleas. Soon thou wert lifeless,
seoththen ic the forleas. sithence I left thee.
Ic was thin imake. I was thy wife,
_so so_ bec seggeth. as the book says:
_Uxor tua sicut vitis habundans.
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