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1 My sonne yf thou be suertye for thy neyghboure, and hast fastened thyne hand for another man,
2 thou art bounde wt thyne awne wordes, and taken with thine awne speache.
3 Therfore, my sonne, do thys & thou shalt be discharged: when thou art come into thy neighbours daunger. Goo thy wayes then soone, humble thy selfe, and with thy frendes intreate thy creditour:
4 let not thyne eyes slepe, ner thyne eye lyddes slomber.
5 Saue thy selfe as a doo from the hande of the huntre, & as a byrde from the hande of the fouler.