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VII
Whan Wat to Bedlem cumen was, He swet, he had gone faster than a pace; He found Jesu in a simpell place, Betwen an ox but and an asse. Ut hoy! For in his pipe he made so much joy.
VIII
' Jesu, I offer to thee here my pipe, My skirt, my tar-box, and my scrip ; Home to my felowes now will I skip, And also look unto my shepe.' Ut hoy ! For in his pipe he made so much joy.
IX
' Now farewell, mine owne herdesman Wat!'— ' Yea, for God, lady, even so I hat; Lull well Jesu in thy lap, And farewell, Joseph, with thy round cap !' Ut hoy ! For in his pipe he made so much joy.
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' Now may I well both hope and sing, For I have bene at Cristes bering; Home to my felowes now will I fling. Crist cf heven to his bliss us bring! ' Ut hoy! For in his pipe he made so much joy.
hat] = am hight, called.
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