Surely after that I was turned, I repented; and after that I was instructed, I smote upon my thigh: I was ashamed, yea, even confounded, because I did bear the reproach of my youth.
For Effraym is a worschipful sone to me, for he is a delicat child; for siþen Y spak of hym, yit Y schal haue mynde on hym; þerfor myn entrails ben disturblid on him, Y doynge merci schal haue merci on hym, seith þe Lord.