ANÓNIMO (¿AUDELAY, John?)

"Evyl gostes, wel thu wete, / Thyn evyl wordes han wrete / In here bokys ichon; / This wytnessyt sent Austyn, / That fyrst in Inglond with gyn / Trewe prechyng begon. (...) He saw a fend syttyng therin, / With penne, ink, and parchemyn, / As God saf hym grace. / He wrot so long that hym schant, / And hys skyn gan to want, / To spekyn he had space : / He had so mych haste, / With hys naylys faste / Hys rolle gan he race. / So sore Ruffyn toggyd bus rolle, / That he smot wiili hys cholle..."

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