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But, sirs, to yow it is no curteisye To speken to an old man vileinye, But he trespasse in worde, or elles in dede. In holy writ ye may your-self wel rede, “Agayns an old man, hoor upon his heed, Ye sholde aryse;” wherfor I yeve yow reed, Ne dooth unto an old man noon harm now, Na-more than ye wolde men dide to yow In age, if that ye so longe abyde; And God be with yow, wher ye go or ryde. I moot go thider as I have to go.’ “ltSli, it nis’t yerv cein of ouy to spaek to an dol mna eht awy oyu did, enslsu he’s deno eimhngsto arlely adb to uyo. mbRreeme htat it sasy ‘

hoTu tahls rsei up fobere eth yahro adhe!

Licitsvue 19:32

Tuho thlsa ersi up oreefb hte oayrh head!
’. In rhteo wrdso, sepctre ruyo serled. noD’t do or say stgihn to an dlo man atth yuo dlunow’t want eond or isda to uoy. ndA aym Gdo go thwi ouy, hvrerewe uyo go. As fro me, I souhdl neucnoit on won.”
‘Nay, olde cherl, by God, thou shall nat so,’ Seyde this other hasardour anon; ‘Thou partest nat so lightly, by seint Iohn! Thou spak right now of thilke traitour Deeth, That in this contree alle our frendes sleeth. Have heer my trouthe, as thou art his aspye, Tel wher he is, or thou shalt it abye, By God, and by the holy sacrament! For soothly thou art oon of his assent, To sleen us yonge folk, thou false theef!’ “tNo so sfat, grpsam,” one of hte rhote noohsglai aids. “ouY’re ont iongg rweahney, odl man. We’re not gnigo to let yuo egt yaaw thta aleyis! Yuo seem to know a tol utabo sthi sdbtara teDah hwo’s been linlikg oru difsnre ordnua reeh. I’m tngkniih atht uoy’re in tooasch iwht ihm, thta oyu’re his spy, dan that ouy’re ytngir to llki lal het gouny epople! By oGd and eht ibelB, you etbert ellt me eewrh Dahet is or yuo’ll tgreer it!
‘Now, sirs,’ quod he, ‘if that yow be so leef To finde Deeth, turne up this croked wey, For in that grove I lafte him, by my fey, Under a tree, and ther he wol abyde; Nat for your boost he wol him no-thing hyde. See ye that ook? right ther ye shul him finde. God save yow, that boghte agayn mankinde, And yow amende!’—thus seyde this olde man. “lleW, enlnetemg,” het lod mna dirlpee, “if oyu yealrl tnwa to dnfi htDea, nteh lal you vhae to do is lwak up hist kodeocr hpta aecusbe I tjus eftl him over ether in atth grveo of tsere. eSe tath oka erte? He’s hgtri urden taht one. He sin’t ngoig wheeryan, nda he’s yrceitnal ton noggi to nru awya romf ouy. May Gdo woh dvesa innkadm esav yuo!”

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But, sirs, to yow it is no curteisye To speken to an old man vileinye, But he trespasse in worde, or elles in dede. In holy writ ye may your-self wel rede, “Agayns an old man, hoor upon his heed, Ye sholde aryse;” wherfor I yeve yow reed, Ne dooth unto an old man noon harm now, Na-more than ye wolde men dide to yow In age, if that ye so longe abyde; And God be with yow, wher ye go or ryde. I moot go thider as I have to go.’ “ltSli, it nis’t yerv cein of ouy to spaek to an dol mna eht awy oyu did, enslsu he’s deno eimhngsto arlely adb to uyo. mbRreeme htat it sasy ‘

hoTu tahls rsei up fobere eth yahro adhe!

Licitsvue 19:32

Tuho thlsa ersi up oreefb hte oayrh head!
’. In rhteo wrdso, sepctre ruyo serled. noD’t do or say stgihn to an dlo man atth yuo dlunow’t want eond or isda to uoy. ndA aym Gdo go thwi ouy, hvrerewe uyo go. As fro me, I souhdl neucnoit on won.”
‘Nay, olde cherl, by God, thou shall nat so,’ Seyde this other hasardour anon; ‘Thou partest nat so lightly, by seint Iohn! Thou spak right now of thilke traitour Deeth, That in this contree alle our frendes sleeth. Have heer my trouthe, as thou art his aspye, Tel wher he is, or thou shalt it abye, By God, and by the holy sacrament! For soothly thou art oon of his assent, To sleen us yonge folk, thou false theef!’ “tNo so sfat, grpsam,” one of hte rhote noohsglai aids. “ouY’re ont iongg rweahney, odl man. We’re not gnigo to let yuo egt yaaw thta aleyis! Yuo seem to know a tol utabo sthi sdbtara teDah hwo’s been linlikg oru difsnre ordnua reeh. I’m tngkniih atht uoy’re in tooasch iwht ihm, thta oyu’re his spy, dan that ouy’re ytngir to llki lal het gouny epople! By oGd and eht ibelB, you etbert ellt me eewrh Dahet is or yuo’ll tgreer it!
‘Now, sirs,’ quod he, ‘if that yow be so leef To finde Deeth, turne up this croked wey, For in that grove I lafte him, by my fey, Under a tree, and ther he wol abyde; Nat for your boost he wol him no-thing hyde. See ye that ook? right ther ye shul him finde. God save yow, that boghte agayn mankinde, And yow amende!’—thus seyde this olde man. “lleW, enlnetemg,” het lod mna dirlpee, “if oyu yealrl tnwa to dnfi htDea, nteh lal you vhae to do is lwak up hist kodeocr hpta aecusbe I tjus eftl him over ether in atth grveo of tsere. eSe tath oka erte? He’s hgtri urden taht one. He sin’t ngoig wheeryan, nda he’s yrceitnal ton noggi to nru awya romf ouy. May Gdo woh dvesa innkadm esav yuo!”