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seconde encheason is, as I in boke rede
Why that death is so greatly to drede
For the dredfull syght of many foule fendes
That a man shal se than, & few other frendes
When that at this lyfe here draweth to ye ende
And woteth nat whyther he shall with them wende
For when the lyfe of a man, is in doubte
Than wyll deuylles come hym aboute
To take the soule, with them away
Into the payne of hell, and that is theyr pray
For as wode Lyones, they shall than fare
And on hym grenne, rore and stare
And horryble rollynge, and on hym blere
And with hydeous lokes, to make hym fere
And so they wyll stande, at his endynge
If that they myght, in wanhope hym brynge
Throughe suche thretnynge, as they wyll than make
And throughe drede, that they shall take
Throughe hydeous syghtes, that they then wyll shewe
The horryble company, that stande shall in rewe
And therfore the prophete saynt Ieromye
Wytnesseth these wordes in his prophecye.
Why that death is so greatly to drede
For the dredfull syght of many foule fendes
That a man shal se than, & few other frendes
When that at this lyfe here draweth to ye ende
And woteth nat whyther he shall with them wende
For when the lyfe of a man, is in doubte
Than wyll deuylles come hym aboute
To take the soule, with them away
Into the payne of hell, and that is theyr pray
For as wode Lyones, they shall than fare
And on hym grenne, rore and stare
And horryble rollynge, and on hym blere
And with hydeous lokes, to make hym fere
And so they wyll stande, at his endynge
If that they myght, in wanhope hym brynge
Throughe suche thretnynge, as they wyll than make
And throughe drede, that they shall take
Throughe hydeous syghtes, that they then wyll shewe
The horryble company, that stande shall in rewe
And therfore the prophete saynt Ieromye
Wytnesseth these wordes in his prophecye.
Omnes amici eius apprehenderunt eam interangustias.
He sayeth, that amonge his anguysshes greatHis ennemyes shulde hym take, and nought let
Than is no wonder, thoughe the deuylles come
To the synfull man, when death hath hym nome
As the deuyll to saynt Bernarde came at the last day
To brynge the holy man, into great afray.
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