Wycliffe
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14 drede and tremblyng helde me; and alle my boonys weren aferd.
15 And whanne the spirit `yede in my presence, the heiris of `my fleisch hadden hidousnesse.
16 Oon stood, whos chere Y knewe not, an ymage bifor myn iyen; and Y herde a vois as of softe wynd.