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14.293: Possessio sine calumpnia.<br />

14.294: "The ferthe is afor-tune that florissheth the soule<br />

14.295: With sobretee fram alle synne and also yit moore;<br />

14.296: <strong>It</strong> afaiteth the flessh fram folies ful manye —<br />

14.297: A collateral confort, Cristes owene yifte:<br />

14.297: Donum Dei.<br />

14.298: "The fifte is moder of [myght and of mannes] hele,<br />

14.299: A frend in alle fondynges, [of foule yveles leche],<br />

14.300: And for the lewde evere yliche a lemman of alle clennesse:<br />

14.300: Sanitatis mater.<br />

14.301: "The sixte is a path of pees — ye, thorugh the paas of Aulton<br />

14.302: Poverte myghte passe withouten peril of robbyng!<br />

14.303: For ther that Poverte passeth pees folweth after,<br />

14.304: And ever the lasse that he [led]eth, the [light]er he is of herte —<br />

14.304: Cantabit paupertas coram latrone viator —<br />

14.305: And an hardy man of herte among an heep of theves;<br />

14.306: Forthi seith Seneca Paupertas est absque sollicitudine semita.<br />

14.307: "The seventhe is welle of wisedorn and fewe wordes sheweth,<br />

14.308: For lordes alloweth hym litel or listneth to his reson.<br />

14.309: He tempreth the tonge to trutheward, that no tresor coveiteth:<br />

14.309: Sapiencie temperatrix.<br />

14.310: "The eightethe is a lele labour and looth to take moore<br />

14.311: Than he may [sothly] deserve, in somer or in wynter,<br />

14.312: And if he chaffareth, he chargeth no losse mowe he charite<br />

wynne:<br />

14.312: Negocium sine dampno.<br />

14.313: "The nynthe is swete to the soule, no sugre is swetter;<br />

14.314: For pacience is payn for poverte hymselve,<br />

14.315: And sobretee swete drynke and good leche in siknesse.<br />

14.316: Thus lered me a lered man for Oure Lordes love, Seint Austyn —<br />

14.317: A blessed lif withouten bisynesse for body and for soule:<br />

14.317: Absque sollicitudine felicitas.<br />

14.318: Now God, that alle good gyveth, graunte his soule reste<br />

14.319: That thus first wroot to wissen men what Poverte was to mene!'<br />

14.320: "Allas,' quod Haukyn the Actif Man tho, "that after my cristendom<br />

14.321: I ne hadde be deed and dolven for Dowelis sake!<br />

14.322: So hard it is,' quod Haukyn, "to lyve and to do synne.<br />

14.323: Synne seweth us evere,' quod he, and sory gan wexe,<br />

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