v. & n.1.See Plight.
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Myn handys power is now all lorn, Styff as a stykke, and may nowth plyght.
And for my face, shee left it in such plyght, That none can knowe mee by my looke.
Thou art confessed so clene, beknowen of thy mysses, And hatz the penaunce apert of the point of myn egge, I halde the polysed of that plyght, and pured as clene As thou hadez neuer forfeted sythen thou watz fyrst borne.
Za, pat old shrewe Joseph, my trowth I plyght, Was so anameryd upon pat mayd Pat of hyre bewte whan he had syght, He sesyd nat tyll [he] had here asayd