human
Holi chirche I am, quod she,
gpt
Thow oughtest me to knowe; 610 I underfeng thee first, And the feith taughte; And broughtest me borwes My biddyng to fulfille, And to loven me leelly The while thi lif dureth.
human
Teche me to no tresor, But tel me this ilke, How I may save my soule, That seint art y-holden.