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Shall I dye for mannys sake,
And I never synned ther-to?” |
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 | Songs, Carols, and other Miscellaneous Poems, from the Balliol Ms. 354, Richard Hill's Commonplace book |  |
32. “Shall I, moder, shall I, shall I do soo?
Shall I dye for mannys sake,
And I never synned ther-to?”
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“I was born in a stallBetwen bestis two,
To this world browght in thrall,
To leve in care & woo.
Shall I, moder, [shall I, shall I do soo?
Shall I dye for mannys sake,
And I never synned ther-to?]
2
Whan I was VIII days elde,The lawe fulfilled I thoo,
Circumsised as a childe;
Than began all my woo.
Shall I, moder, [shall I, shall I do soo?
Shall I dye for mannys sake,
And I never synned ther-to?]
3
Thowgh my fader be a kyng,My-selff I went hym froo,
In toþis world to suffre many a thyng:
See, man, what thow haste do!
Shall [I, moder, shall I, shall I do soo?
Shall I dye for mannys sake,
And I never synned ther-to?]
4
Man, I am thy frend ay;Thy self art thy foo;
To my fader, lok thow pray,
& leve thy synnes þat þou hast do.
Shall [I, moder, shall I, shall I do soo?
Shall I dye for mannys sake,
And I never synned ther-to?]
5
The Ieves were so fell,Þat to Judas cowld they goo;
They kyssed me, as I you tell,
‘Hayle, kyng!’ said they tho.
Shall [I, moder, shall I, shall I do soo?
Shall I dye for mannys sake,
And I never synned ther-to?]
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6
They bond me to a pyler anon,Honde & fote, both twoo;
They skorged me with skorges son;
The blode ran my body froo.
Shall I, [moder, shall I, shall I do soo?
Shall I dye for mannys sake,
And I never synned ther-to?]
7
They clothed me in a mantell rede,From the toppe to the too,
With a crown of thorn on my hede:
With staves they bett it þerto.
Shall I, [moder, shall I, shall I do soo?
Shall I dye for mannys sake,
And I never synned ther-to?]
8
They browght me in to Cayfas hall,Ther he was bisshop thoo;
Fals witnes on me they gan call;
Moder, what shall I doo?
Shall [I, moder, shall I, shall I do soo?
Shall I dye for mannys sake,
And I never synned ther-to?]
9
I toke þe cros on my bak full still;To Caluary than muste I goo;
I sett it down vpon an hill,
With other crossis moo.
Shall [I, moder, shall I, shall I do soo?
Shall I dye for mannys sake,
And I never synned ther-to?]
10
They hangid me vp that tide;Hondis & fette they naylid also;
& a theff on euery side,
To lykyn my body too.
Shall I, [moder, shall I, shall I do soo?
Shall I dye for mannys sake,
And I never synned ther-to?]
11
With a spere both sharpe & keneThey clave my hart in two;
Water & blode þer owt ran;
See, man, what þou haste do!
Shall I, [moder, shall I, shall I do soo?
Shall I dye for mannys sake,
And I never synned ther-to?]
12
With a spere both sha[r]pe & hendThey clave my harte in III,
Than yeldyd I vp þe gost & dyed,
Þat here all men may see.
Shall [I, moder, shall I, shall I do soo?
Shall I dye for mannys sake,
And I never synned ther-to?”]
13
God þat dyed on the rode,& spred his armes in þe este,
Send vs all his blessyng,
& send vs all good reste!
“Shall I, moder, [shall I, shall I do soo?
Shall I dye for mannys sake,
And I never synned ther-to?”]
Explicit.
| Songs, Carols, and other Miscellaneous Poems, from the Balliol Ms. 354, Richard Hill's Commonplace book | |