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 | Handlyng Synne |  |
The seuenþe shul we nat forhele
‘No mannys godë shalt þou stele,’
For þys ys one of ten;
Þarefore y pray allë men
Þat þey kepe hem fro þys synne,
For þere ys moche veniauuce þerynne;
yn þys worldë, shamely dede;
And seþyn, helle; for god hyt forbed.
God forbedyþ men to stele
Any maner of worldës wele.
“Þou man, beþenke þe wel before
how þou mayst þerfore be lore,
And what þou shalt haue þarefore,
yn þys world, and elyswhore.”
But manyone wyl neuer beware
Tyl sum myschaunce make hem aȝenchare;
Slayn, or, yn prysun be,
Or hanged, þat al þe worlde may se.
So shul men þe body shende;
And ȝyt to peyne þe soule shal wende.
wuldë men se what myschaunce
Cumþ for þeft, and what penaunce,
Þeftë shulde nat be so lefe;
A foule poynt ys, be clepyd a þefe.
‘No mannys godë shalt þou stele,’
For þys ys one of ten;
Þarefore y pray allë men
Þat þey kepe hem fro þys synne,
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yn þys worldë, shamely dede;
And seþyn, helle; for god hyt forbed.
God forbedyþ men to stele
Any maner of worldës wele.
“Þou man, beþenke þe wel before
how þou mayst þerfore be lore,
And what þou shalt haue þarefore,
yn þys world, and elyswhore.”
But manyone wyl neuer beware
Tyl sum myschaunce make hem aȝenchare;
Slayn, or, yn prysun be,
Or hanged, þat al þe worlde may se.
So shul men þe body shende;
And ȝyt to peyne þe soule shal wende.
wuldë men se what myschaunce
Cumþ for þeft, and what penaunce,
Þeftë shulde nat be so lefe;
A foule poynt ys, be clepyd a þefe.
Ouþer poyntes of wykkednes
Mow be soffred, sum more, sum les;
But þefte serueþ of wykkede note,
hyt hangeþ hys mayster by þe þrote,
Or doþe hym lese hys godë fame,
Or bryngeþ hym oute of þe towne forshame.
‘Þefte shal neuere more be hyd,
For, here or elyswhore, hyt shal be kyd;’
Þus seyþ þe prophete þat men on leuys,
And spekeþ to fals men and to þeuys.
Þe synne ys nat forȝyuen þe man
But he restore þat he haue tan;
For ȝyf þou make any man falsly tyne,
As for þeft, þou shalt haue pyne;
And mochë more, for swyche falsnes,
Þan for any ouþer falsnes þat es.
Mow be soffred, sum more, sum les;
But þefte serueþ of wykkede note,
hyt hangeþ hys mayster by þe þrote,
Or doþe hym lese hys godë fame,
Or bryngeþ hym oute of þe towne forshame.
‘Þefte shal neuere more be hyd,
For, here or elyswhore, hyt shal be kyd;’
Þus seyþ þe prophete þat men on leuys,
And spekeþ to fals men and to þeuys.
Þe synne ys nat forȝyuen þe man
But he restore þat he haue tan;
For ȝyf þou make any man falsly tyne,
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And mochë more, for swyche falsnes,
Þan for any ouþer falsnes þat es.
A gode ensample þes clerkys wote
Of a tale þat an abbot wrote,
Þat þeuys shulde before hem loke
Ar þey ouþer mennys þyng toke;—
yn ‘vytas patrum’ hyt ys wryte;
hyt ys a boke þat clerkys wete,
And ful fayre techyng ys þer-ynne
For to leue of þeft þe synne.
Of a tale þat an abbot wrote,
Þat þeuys shulde before hem loke
Ar þey ouþer mennys þyng toke;—
yn ‘vytas patrum’ hyt ys wryte;
hyt ys a boke þat clerkys wete,
And ful fayre techyng ys þer-ynne
For to leue of þeft þe synne.
| Handlyng Synne | |