| And for to putte us fro swich ydelnesse, |
| That cause is of so greet confusioun, |
| I have heer doon my feithful bisynesse, |
| 25 | After the legende, in translacioun |
| Right of thy glorious lyf and passioun, |
| Thou with thy gerland wroght with rose and lilie, - |
| Thee meene I, mayde and martir, Seint Cecilie. |
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| And so, to save us from such idleness |
| Through which great trouble and distress have grown, |
| I have here done my faithful busyness, |
| 25 | Translating the old legend, to make known |
| All of that glorious life which was thine own, |
| Thou ever with the rose and lily crowned, |
| Cecilia, for virtues high renowned. |
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