Upon this mount I fand a tree, wat gyf agayne my soule to me! Wen erthe toc erthe of mortual note and ssulen wormes feste in thi throte, my nayle-stranged soule will sterte upriss on ssulen wormes and erthe to piss. Quben thow art ded and laid in layme and raggtre rut this ribbs ar thow art than brocht to thi lang hayme than grett agayn warldis dignite.
[Old English]
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