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   In the tyme that this creatur had revelacyons, owyr Lord seyd to hir, "Dowtyr, 
thow art wyth childe." Sche seyd agen, "A, Lord, how schal I than do for kepyng of
my chylde?" Owir Lord seyd, "Dowtyr, drede the not, I schal ordeyn for an kepar."
"Lord, I am not worthy to heryn the spekyn and thus to comown wyth myn husbond.
Nerthelesse it is to me gret peyn and gret dysese." "Therfor is it no synne to the,
dowtyr, for it is to the rathyr mede and meryte, and thow schalt have nevyrthelesse
grace, for I wyl that thow bryng me forth mor frwte." Than seyd the creatur, "Lord
Jhesu, this maner of levyng longyth to thy holy maydens." "Ya, dowtyr, trow thow
rygth wel that I lofe wyfes also, and specyal tho wyfys whech woldyn levyn chast, yyf
thei mygtyn have her wyl, and don her besynes to plesyn me as thow dost, for, thow
the state of maydenhode be mor parfyte and mor holy than the state of wedewhode,
and the state of wedewhode mor parfyte than the state of wedlake, yet dowtyr I lofe
the as wel as any mayden in the world. Ther may no man let me to lofe whom I wele
and as mech as I wyl, for lofe, dowtyr, qwenchith al synne. And therfor aske of me the
gyftys of lofe. Ther is no gyft so holy as is the gyft of lofe, ne nothing to be so mech
desyred as lofe, for lofe may purchasyn what it can desyren. And therfor, dowtyr,
thow mayst no bettyr plesyn God than contynuly to thinkyn on hys lofe." Than this
creatur askyd owyr Lord Jhesu how sche schuld best lovyn hym. And owyr Lord
seyd, "have mende of thi wykydnesse and thynk on my goodnes." Sche seyd ageyn, "I
am the most unworthi creatur that evyr thow schewedyst grace unto in erth." "A,
dowtyr," seyd owyr Lord, "fere the nowt, I take non hede what a man hath ben, but I
take hede what he wyl ben. Dowtyr, thow hast despysed thiself, therfor thow schalt
nevyr be despysed of God. Have mend, dowtyr, what Mary Mawdelyn was, Mary
Eypcyan, Seynt Powyl, and many other seyntys that arn now in hevyn, for of unwor-
thy I make worthy, and of synful I make rytful. And so have I mad the worthy to me,
onys lovyd and evyrmor lovyd wyth me. Ther is no seynt in hevyn that thow wylt
speke wyth but he schal com to the. Whom that God lovyth thei lovyn. Whan thu
plesyst God, thow plesyst hys modyr and al the seyntys in hevyn. Dowtyr, I take
wytnesse of my modyr, of alle the awngelys in hevyn, and of alle the seyntys in hevyn
that I love the wyth all myn hert and I may not forberyn thi lofe." Owyr Lord seyd
than to hys blysful modyr, "Blyssed Modyr, telle ye my dowtyr of the gretnesse of
love I have unto hir." Than this creatur lay stylle al in wepyng and sobbyng as hir hert
schuld a brostyn for the swetnesse of spech that owyr Lord spak onto hir sowle. Aswythe
aftyr the Qwen of Mercy, Goddys modyr, dalyed to the sowle of this creatur, seying,
"My derworthy dowtyr, I bryng the sekyr tydyngys, wytnessyng my swet sone Jhesu
wyth alle awngelys and alle seyntys in hevyn whech lovyn the ful hily. Dowtyr, I am thy
modyr, thi lady, and thy maystres for to teche the in al wyse how thu schalt plese God
best." Sche tawt this creatur and informyd hir so wondyrfully that sche was abaschyd
to speke it or telle it to any, the maters wer so hy and so holy, saf only to the ankyr
whech was hir princypal confessowr, for he cowde most skyl in swech thyngys. And
he chargyd this creatur be vertu of obedyens to tellyn hym what that evyr sche felt, and
so sche dede.