And who þat cleueth an appul atwyn
A litille beest he fyndith thereyn.
To a litille lombe liche it ys
Of bloode and bone and eke of flessh
And welle shapen atte folle
In al thinge saufe it hath noo wolle
And men and women þere meest and leest
Eten of þat frute so with þat beest.
… That bears apples in great plant
And he who cut an apple in two parts
A little beast he found inside.
It is like a little lamb
With blood and bone and also with flesh
And it is well shaped in general
In all things except it has no wool
And men and women from the greatest to the lowliest
Eat of that fruit so with that beast.
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