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Diverus and Lazarus
DIVES AND LAZARUS—B
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From memory, as sung by carol-singers at Christmas, in Worcestershire, at Hagley and Hartlebury, 1829-39: F.S. L., in Notes and Queries, Fourth Series, III, 76.
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As it fell out upon one day,Rich Diverus he made a feast,
And he invited all his friends,
And gentry of the best.
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And it fell out upon one day,Poor Lazarus he was so poor,
He came and laid him down and down,
Evn down at Diverus' door.
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So Lazarus laid him down and downEven down at Diverus' door:
‘Some meat, some drink, brother Diverus,
Do bestow upon the poor.’
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‘Thou art none of mine, brother Lazarus,Lying begging at my door:
No meat, no drink will I give thee,
Nor bestow upon the poor.’
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Then Lazarus laid him down and down,Even down at Diverus' wall:
‘Some meat, some drink, brother Diverus,
Or surely starve I shall.
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‘Thou art none of mine, brother Lazarus,Lying begging at my wall;
No meat, no drink will I give thee,
And therefore starve thou shall.’
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Then Lazarus laid him down and down,Even down at Diverus' gate:
‘Some meat, some drink, brother Diverus,
For Jesus Christ his sake.’
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‘Thou art none of mine, brother Lazarus,Lying begging at my gate;
No meat, no drink will I give thee,
For Jesus Christ his sake.
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Then Diverus sent out his merry men all,To whip poor Lazarus away;
They had not power to whip one whip,
But threw their whips away.
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Then Diverus sent out his hungry dogs,To bite poor Lazarus away;
They had not power to bite one bite,
But licked his sores away.
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And it fell out upon one day,Poor Lazarus he sickened and died;
There came two angels out of heaven,
His soul thereto to guide.
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‘Rise up, rise up, brother Lazarus,And come along with me;
There is a place prepared in heaven,
For to sit upon an angel's knee.’
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And it fell out upon one dayRich Diverus he sickened and died;
There came two serpents out of hell,
His soul thereto to guide.
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‘Rise up, rise up, brother Diverus,And come along with me;
There is a place prepared in hell,
For to sit upon a serpent's knee.’
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