12 Thei yeldiden to me yuels for goodis; bareynnesse to my soule.13 But whanne thei weren diseseful to me; Y was clothid in an heire. I mekide my soule in fastyng; and my preier schal be turned with ynne my bosum.14 I pleside so as oure neiybore, as oure brother; Y was maad meke so as morenynge and sorewful.