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quhene placydas [had] þis herd say,
he fel of hors but delay
til erde for abasitnes,
þo he wicht & hardy wes,
& lay stil ane oure nerehand
but steryng of fut ore hand;
& roydly rase syne, & can say:
“quhat þu art, tel me, I pray,
& opynly þi wil tel me,
gyf þu wil I treu in þe!”
quod crist: “I will þu treu
þat I ame crist þat spekis now,
þat mad al, bath hel & hewyn,
as me lykyt, in dais sewine,
& licht & merknes I can ma,
& syne departyt þam in twa,
& mad man of erde & clay,
sa þat he suld serwe me ay.
& quhen man for his gylt
brekand my byding hym-self spilt,
to succoure hyme I be-com man,
& fra ay-lestand ded hyme wan,
& for hyme deyt one þe croyce,
& ȝald þe gest þare with he voice.
syne don in a grawe [I] lay,
& rase one þe thryd day,
& passit in hewine & regnis now
with my fadyr—þis þu treu!”
þane sad he: “lord, wel I treu
þat þu þat spekis with me now,
is he þat mad has althing,
& me ma fra erroure brynge.”
þane sad god: “gyf þu treuis sa,
to þe byschope son þu ga,
& sa hyme, for þe luf of me,
þat in my nam he baptis þe.”
sad placydas: “lord, wil þu
þat my wyf howine be & treu,
& my twa sonnys alswa?”
til hyme þane sad he: “ȝa.
& quhen þu has my byding don,
to me þu cum to-morn but hown,
& I sal here apere þe til,
to lat þe wyt mare of my wil.”
& þane, as sir placydas
til his palace cumyne wes,
þat nycht with his wyf as he lay,
þe tale [al] hale he cane hyre say.
& quhen þat scho herde, scho wes fane,
& blythly sad til hyme agayne:
“trou, lord, þat ȝistir-nycht but were
þe sammyne to me can apere,
& sad to me: ‘I wil þu rath
& þi man & þi barnys bath
cum to me,’ & tald þe place,
quhare ȝe sad ȝe war at chas;
& þare-by treu I treuly now
þat he is verra crist Ihesu.”
þane he & scho & þe barnis twa
priwely to þe bischope of rom can ga,
& bad nocht þe dais lycht
bot priuely about mydnycht.
of þar cumyne þe pape wes blyth,
& baptist þame þane rycht swyth,
& hyme to nam gef eustace þene,
& til his wyf theospyten,
& his sonnis theospitum
to name gef & agypytum.
& one þe morne, in þe mornyng,
sir eustas, as he ware a king,
with gret effere & realte,
passit furth rycht þane in hye
to þe huntis ful mychtely,
with nobil men mony hym by.
& [quhen] he come nere þe place,
quhare crist to hyme schauyt his grace,
to do his thing in priwete
dressit hyme & þa[i]m anely to be,
& skalyt his men here & þare,
fenȝeand he wist þare gammyn ware,
til he belewit al hyme ane.
& to þe place is he gane
in gud deuocione and prayer,
til he com þe place nere,
& sa fel hyme wel to do
þat sic ane erand passit to,
as to spek with þat king
þat althing mad of nathing.
þan com he on to þe place but were,
quhare crist til hym first can apere [OMITTED]
in þe self fourme and fygure
in althing & portratoure,
as he [be]for til hyme had don.
þane fel he to þe erde son,
& a quhile abasit lay;
syne rase & þis can say,
makand to god his oryson
in ful gret deuocione,
& on his brest with oft knokyn,
& of his synnis repentyng,
as man of gud entencione,
with taknis of compuncion: