To wynne this floure / full gretely tendable

But they the subtylnes / myght nothynge exclude

Sythnen by wysdome / I dyde this fraude conclude

This floure / I sette nere my harte

For perfyte loue / of my fayre ladyes darte

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 So this accomplysshed / than incontynent

To the thyrde myrour I went dyrectly

Beholdynge aboute by good auysement

Seynge an ymage made full wonderly

Of the holy goost with flambes ardauntly

Vnder whiche I sawe with letters fayre and pure

In golde well grauen this meruaylous scrypture

 Frome the fader and the sone my power procedynge

And of my selfe I god do ryght ofte inspyre

Dyuers creatures with spyrytuall knowynge

Inuysyble by dyuyne flambynge fyre

The eyes I entre not it is not my desyre

Nor entre the eres for I do not sounde

 Nor by the nose for I am not myxte

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