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Translation
Wǣre ic þe fȳr
Wǣre ic þe fȳr, þe wēoreld wolde ic brennen,
Wǣre ic þe wind, wið stōrmes him wolde ic swēpen,
Wǣre ic þe water, him wolde ic yerne drounen
Wǣre ic Gōd, to hēlle him wolde ic senden.
Wǣre ic þe Pope, so wold' ic in myrþe lēven,
Alle Christiantë wolde ic so bigīlen,
Wǣre ic Emperoure, wīstu hwæt ic dōn wolde?
Allen wolde ic þe hēafod yerne sliten.
Wǣre ic deað, wold' ic gōn tō mine faðer,
Wǣre ic in life, frām him wolde ic flēon,
And al þe līce wolde ic dōn fram mi moðer;
Wǣre ic Franssys [Cecco], ās ic eam and ic wæs
Þe fayre maydenes wolde ic yerne kepen,
And ōðren olde and foule wolde ic yeven!
Wǣre ic þe fȳr, þe wēoreld wolde ic brennen,
Wǣre ic þe wind, wið stōrmes him wolde ic swēpen,
Wǣre ic þe water, him wolde ic yerne drounen
Wǣre ic Gōd, to hēlle him wolde ic senden.
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