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[Sidenote: The father prays his daughter to bring him to the blissful bower. His daughter tells him that he shall see the outside, but not a foot may he put in the city.] “Moteleȝ may so meke & mylde,” Þen sayde I to þat lufly flor, “Bry{n}g me to þat bygly bylde, & let me se þy blysful bor.” 964 Þat schene sayde, þat god wyl schylde, “Þ{o}u may not enter w{i}t{h}-i{n}ne hys tor, Bot of þe lombe I haue þe aquylde For a syȝt þer-of þurȝ gret fauor. 968 Vt-wyth to se þat clene cloystor, Þ{o}u may, bot i{n}wyth not a fote, To strech in þe strete þ{o}u hatȝ no vygo{ur}, Bot þ{o}u wer clene w{i}t{h}-outen mote. 972

[Headnote: A DESCRIPTION OF THE NEW JERUSALEM.]