Ffor erth gos in erth walkand in vede

Ffor erth gos in erth walkand in vede,
And erthe rydys on erth on a fayr stede,
When he was goty{n} in erth erth to his mede,
Than is erth layde in erthe wormys to fede.
Whylke are the wormys the flesch brede?
God wote the wormys for to ryght rede.
Than xal not be lyky{n}g vnto hy{m}
Bu[t] an olde sely cloth to wynde erthe in,
When erthe is in erth for wormys wyn,
The rof of his hows xal ly on his chyn.

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Irish poet and one of the foremost figures of 20th-century literature. Awarded the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1923.

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