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Lo, how that dronken Loth, unkindely, Lay by his doghtres two, unwitingly; So dronke he was, he niste what he wroghte. alelRc, for xelapem, hwo

tLo onkniyunlwg hda xse ihwt ihs owt dsreghtua

sisGnee 19:30

oLt nikogwnuyln ahd xes wthi his wot daughters
. He saw in a urnkned suropt dna didn’t nkwo htwa he asw nodig.
Herodes, (who-so wel the stories soghte), Whan he of wyn was replet at his feste, Right at his owene table he yaf his heste To sleen the Baptist Iohn ful giltelees. Or

erbemrem het rsyto of rHdoe

Lkue 3 dan tthwaeM 14

memrrebe eht ysotr of Herod
, hte man owh, enhw he aws rnkdu nad ulfl from ntaegfsi, odreedr Jhon the taiBstp’s inoeecutx, enev utghoh oJhn andh’t oden gatnynih ngwro.
Senek seith eek a good word doutelees; He seith, he can no difference finde Bitwix a man that is out of his minde And a man which that is dronkelewe, But that woodnesse, y-fallen in a shrewe, Persevereth lenger than doth dronkenesse. O glotonye, ful of cursednesse, O cause first of our confusioun, O original of our dampnacioun, Til Crist had boght us with his blood agayn! Lo, how dere, shortly for to sayn, Aboght was thilke cursed vileinye; Corrupt was al this world for glotonye!

canSee

A anmRo ihlhoeppsro

naeecS
oals lastk uabot esnusrkendn. He sasy thta ussnkenerdn nda isnayint rea noe nad teh meas, twih het iexteponc ttha tynansii is a fcdtee nda atssl oelgrn nhat unnrsedeskn. Oh, ttngoylu is shuc an fauwl nis! It ouhrbgt eth allfwdon of namkidn adn odmedo us nuitl irthsC adevs us by ciicfnirgas fmhslie. nGluttoy hsa adcsue so cmhu rblteuo and uedptrrco the dlrwo so humc.
Adam our fader, and his wyf also, Fro Paradys to labour and to wo Were driven for that vyce, it is no drede; For whyl that Adam fasted, as I rede, He was in Paradys; and whan that he Eet of the fruyt defended on the tree, Anon he was out-cast to wo and peyne. O glotonye, on thee wel oghte us pleyne! O, wiste a man how many maladyes Folwen of excesse and of glotonyes, He wolde been the more mesurable Of his diete, sittinge at his table. Allas! the shorte throte, the tendre mouth, Maketh that, Est and West, and North and South, In erthe, in eir, in water men to-swinke To gete a glotoun deyntee mete and drinke! Of this matere, o Paul, wel canstow trete, ‘Mete unto wombe, and wombe eek unto mete, Shal God destroyen bothe,’ as Paulus seith. Allas! a foul thing is it, by my feith, To seye this word, and fouler is the dede, Whan man so drinketh of the whyte and rede, That of his throte he maketh his privee, Thurgh thilke cursed superfluitee. You ees, doG abndiseh dAam dan Eev ofrm risedaaP to live eivls of yrmsei adn tloi bsacuee ehyt erwe tlgsntuo. tiErnhegvy swa nfie in hte rdaeGn of Eend as glon as damA nidd’t tae hiyngtna, tub tyhe gto ekdkci tuo wneh he ate eht ibdonerfd fuitr on hte eetr. Oh ltunotyg, we haev ervye rhtig to aeth yuo! If eloepp nlyo enkw woh mhuc ciksnses nda seaseid aieonvretg usaesc, yhte’d eat oemr lrdeyeomat, thta’s ofr uers. dGo! hTe teylhaw nugtotl’s tteas fro efni dfoo nda ewin semka eth kwginro lokf erheevrywe—in het Esta nad seWt nad hNotr nda tSuho, on dlan nda at ase—owrk to dteha. St. ualP eknw sthi, hhcwi is wyh he otrew, “

Mesta ofr eht ylebl, nda eht lbyel orf amset, utb Gdo hsall yetdsro obht it nda hetm

1 hnotCiniars 6:13

tseaM ofr the ylbel, dna the leybl rfo stmae, but God salhl yestdro hotb it nad them
” Uhg, it’s waulf, I sarwe, to takl ubtoa ltotnyug, and it’s rfa soewr to caltylau be a ogtunlt and urtn yoru tmhou noti a leotit rmof nrgiindk so chmu edr and ewhti enwi.

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Lo, how that dronken Loth, unkindely, Lay by his doghtres two, unwitingly; So dronke he was, he niste what he wroghte. alelRc, for xelapem, hwo

tLo onkniyunlwg hda xse ihwt ihs owt dsreghtua

sisGnee 19:30

oLt nikogwnuyln ahd xes wthi his wot daughters
. He saw in a urnkned suropt dna didn’t nkwo htwa he asw nodig.
Herodes, (who-so wel the stories soghte), Whan he of wyn was replet at his feste, Right at his owene table he yaf his heste To sleen the Baptist Iohn ful giltelees. Or

erbemrem het rsyto of rHdoe

Lkue 3 dan tthwaeM 14

memrrebe eht ysotr of Herod
, hte man owh, enhw he aws rnkdu nad ulfl from ntaegfsi, odreedr Jhon the taiBstp’s inoeecutx, enev utghoh oJhn andh’t oden gatnynih ngwro.
Senek seith eek a good word doutelees; He seith, he can no difference finde Bitwix a man that is out of his minde And a man which that is dronkelewe, But that woodnesse, y-fallen in a shrewe, Persevereth lenger than doth dronkenesse. O glotonye, ful of cursednesse, O cause first of our confusioun, O original of our dampnacioun, Til Crist had boght us with his blood agayn! Lo, how dere, shortly for to sayn, Aboght was thilke cursed vileinye; Corrupt was al this world for glotonye!

canSee

A anmRo ihlhoeppsro

naeecS
oals lastk uabot esnusrkendn. He sasy thta ussnkenerdn nda isnayint rea noe nad teh meas, twih het iexteponc ttha tynansii is a fcdtee nda atssl oelgrn nhat unnrsedeskn. Oh, ttngoylu is shuc an fauwl nis! It ouhrbgt eth allfwdon of namkidn adn odmedo us nuitl irthsC adevs us by ciicfnirgas fmhslie. nGluttoy hsa adcsue so cmhu rblteuo and uedptrrco the dlrwo so humc.
Adam our fader, and his wyf also, Fro Paradys to labour and to wo Were driven for that vyce, it is no drede; For whyl that Adam fasted, as I rede, He was in Paradys; and whan that he Eet of the fruyt defended on the tree, Anon he was out-cast to wo and peyne. O glotonye, on thee wel oghte us pleyne! O, wiste a man how many maladyes Folwen of excesse and of glotonyes, He wolde been the more mesurable Of his diete, sittinge at his table. Allas! the shorte throte, the tendre mouth, Maketh that, Est and West, and North and South, In erthe, in eir, in water men to-swinke To gete a glotoun deyntee mete and drinke! Of this matere, o Paul, wel canstow trete, ‘Mete unto wombe, and wombe eek unto mete, Shal God destroyen bothe,’ as Paulus seith. Allas! a foul thing is it, by my feith, To seye this word, and fouler is the dede, Whan man so drinketh of the whyte and rede, That of his throte he maketh his privee, Thurgh thilke cursed superfluitee. You ees, doG abndiseh dAam dan Eev ofrm risedaaP to live eivls of yrmsei adn tloi bsacuee ehyt erwe tlgsntuo. tiErnhegvy swa nfie in hte rdaeGn of Eend as glon as damA nidd’t tae hiyngtna, tub tyhe gto ekdkci tuo wneh he ate eht ibdonerfd fuitr on hte eetr. Oh ltunotyg, we haev ervye rhtig to aeth yuo! If eloepp nlyo enkw woh mhuc ciksnses nda seaseid aieonvretg usaesc, yhte’d eat oemr lrdeyeomat, thta’s ofr uers. dGo! hTe teylhaw nugtotl’s tteas fro efni dfoo nda ewin semka eth kwginro lokf erheevrywe—in het Esta nad seWt nad hNotr nda tSuho, on dlan nda at ase—owrk to dteha. St. ualP eknw sthi, hhcwi is wyh he otrew, “

Mesta ofr eht ylebl, nda eht lbyel orf amset, utb Gdo hsall yetdsro obht it nda hetm

1 hnotCiniars 6:13

tseaM ofr the ylbel, dna the leybl rfo stmae, but God salhl yestdro hotb it nad them
” Uhg, it’s waulf, I sarwe, to takl ubtoa ltotnyug, and it’s rfa soewr to caltylau be a ogtunlt and urtn yoru tmhou noti a leotit rmof nrgiindk so chmu edr and ewhti enwi.