51. To see the maydyn wepe her sonnes passion,
It entrid my hart full depe with gret compassion.
1
Bowght & sold full traytorsly,
And to a pylar bownde,
The Jewes bet hym full pytuowsly,
& gave hym many a wownde.
To see þe maydyn wepe [her sonnes passion,
It entrid my hart full depe with gret compassion.]
2
Full maydynly, full moderly,
Whan she the crosse be-helde,
The teris from her eyen fill;
She said: “Alas, my childe!”
To see þe maydyn wepe [her sonnes passion,
It entrid my hart full depe with gret compassion.]
3
With sharpe thornes þe fals Jewes
Crowned his holy hede;
They naylid hym fast to þe crosse,
For they wold haue hym dede.
To se þe maydyn wepe [her sonnes passion,
It entrid my hart full depe with gret compassion.]
4
Eysell & gall they gave hym to drynk,
& percyd hym to the harte.
His blessid moder & maydyn clene,
She swowned for his smarte.
To see þe maydyn wepe [her sonnes passion,
It entrid my hart full depe with gret compassion.]
5
Now, Mary myld, pray for vs,
& bryng vs to þe blisse,
Þat we may be in joy with the,
Wher þat thy swet son ys.
To see þe maydyn wepe her sonnes passion,
[It entrid my hart full depe with gret compassion.]