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She frayneth, and she preyeth pitously |
| To every Jew that dwelte in thilke place, |
150 | To telle hir if hir child wente oght forby. |
| They seyde "nay"; but Jhesu, of his grace, |
| Yaf in hir thoght, inwith a litel space, |
| That in that place after hir sone she cryde, |
| Where he was casten in a pit bisyde. |
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| She asked and she implored, all piteously, |
| Of every Jew who dwelt in that foul place, |
150 | To tell her where her little child could be. |
| They answered "Nay." But Jesus, of His grace, |
| Put in her mind, within a little space, |
| That after him in that same spot she cried |
| Where he'd been cast in it, or near beside. |
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