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First Line: For dedy liif, my livy deth I wite
Last Line: O! Woful wretche! O! Wretche, lesse ones thy speche!
Alternate Author Name(s): D'orleans, Duc; Orleans, Charles Of
Subject(s): Death; Dead, The


For dedy liif, my livy deth I wite;
For ese of paine, in paine of ese I die;
For lengthe of woo, woo lengteth me so lite
That quik I die and yet as ded live I.
Thus nigh, afer, I fele the fer is nigh,
Of thing certeine that I, uncerteine, seche,
Which is the Deth, sith Deth hath my lady.
O! woful wretche! O! wretche, lesse ones thy speche!
O! ghost formatt, yelde up thy breth att ones!
O! carcas faint, take from this liif thy flight!
O! bolled hert, forbrest thou with thy grones!
O! mested eyen, why faile ye not youre sight?
Sin Deth, alas! hath tane my lady bright,
And left this world without on to her leche,
To lete me live ye do me gret unright.
O! woful wretche! O! wretche, lesse ones thy speche!
What is this liif? -- a liif or deth I lede?
Nay! certes, deth in liif is likliness.
For though I faine me port of lustihede,
Yet, inward, lo! it sleth me, my distress.
For from me fledde is joy and all gladness,
That I may say, in all this world so reche
As I is noon of paine and heviness.
O! woful wretche! O! wretche, lesse ones thy speche!
Ther nis no thing sauf Deth, to do me day,
That may of me the wooful paines leche.
But wolde I day, alas! yet I ne may.
O! woful wretche! O! wretche, lesse ones thy speche!





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