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when God made all thyng of nought
Man of the foulest matter was wrought
That was of earth, to skyles to beholde
That is for almyghtye God so wolde
Of foule matter, make man in despyte
Of Lucyfer, hym therwith to a twyte
When he fell in to hell, for his pryde
And many one mo, that fell that tyde
For they shulde haue the more shendshype
And the more sorowe, when they toke kepe
That man of so foule matter, shulde dwell
In that place, from whens they fell
An other cause is, for man shulde se
That a man the more meker shulde be
Euer when he sethe, and thynketh in thought
Of the foule matter, that he was wrought
For God throughe his great myght
Wolde sygne that place in heauen bryght
That was made voyde, throughe synne of pryde
Wolde haue it fylled in euery syde
As throughe vertue, of holy mekenes
That contrary to all maner of pryde is
He thought to amende it in some wyse
Wherfore men shulde, Lucyfer dyspyse
For there may no man, into heauen come
But he that in dede is meke and buxom
And so telleth the Gospell, and sayth to vs
That God spake to his dyscyples, and sayde thus.
Man of the foulest matter was wrought
That was of earth, to skyles to beholde
That is for almyghtye God so wolde
Of foule matter, make man in despyte
Of Lucyfer, hym therwith to a twyte
When he fell in to hell, for his pryde
And many one mo, that fell that tyde
For they shulde haue the more shendshype
And the more sorowe, when they toke kepe
That man of so foule matter, shulde dwell
In that place, from whens they fell
An other cause is, for man shulde se
That a man the more meker shulde be
Euer when he sethe, and thynketh in thought
Of the foule matter, that he was wrought
For God throughe his great myght
Wolde sygne that place in heauen bryght
That was made voyde, throughe synne of pryde
Wolde haue it fylled in euery syde
As throughe vertue, of holy mekenes
That contrary to all maner of pryde is
He thought to amende it in some wyse
Wherfore men shulde, Lucyfer dyspyse
For there may no man, into heauen come
And so telleth the Gospell, and sayth to vs
That God spake to his dyscyples, and sayde thus.
Nisi efficiamini sicut [illeg.]: non intrabitis in regnū celorū.
He sayeth, but ye be as meke as a chyldeThat is to vnderstande, both meke and mylde
Ye shall nat come by any maner of way
In to the kyngdome of heauen on hey
But one thynge, maketh moste meke a man
To thynke in his herte, as often as he can
Howe he is made of foule mattere
Fouler thynge in earth, is none here
And so sayeth saynt Iob, in his morenynge lay
What is a man here, but earth and clay
And powder that with the wynde do breketh
And therfore the good man, to God thus speaketh.
Memēto quoth sicut lutū feceris me. & in puluerē reducie me.
He sayeth thynke Lorde, howe thou madest meOf soule earth and clay, in this worlde to be
And therto shall I turne, at my last ende
Euen agayne to powdre, and to nought wende
And than sayth our Lorde, of myghtyes moste
To euery man, that hath in hym the holy Ghoste.
Memento quoth [illeg.], & in cinerem reuerteris.
He sayeth, thynke man that asshes art nowAnd into asshes agayne, tourne shalt thou
Than of this, euery man shulde haue mynde
And knowe the wretchydnes, of his owne kynde
For here a mannes lyfe, well cast may be
Pryncypally to tell in partyes thre
That ben maked, to our vnderstandynge
Begynnynge mydwarde, and last endynge
Of euery mannes lyfe, both yonge and olde.
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