Comoedia A worke in Ryme contayning an Enter-lude of Myndes, witnessing the Mans Fall from God and Christ. Set forth by HN, and by him newly porused and amended. Translated out of Base-almaynes into English [by Christopher Vitell?] |
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The VIII. Chapter.
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He liked well a lofty
Mynde/
Wherin he stole, from God so kynde,
His Honour/and woulde be free.
He hasted that he mought be wyse
And prudent/foe to enterpryse/
His owne Lorde for to bee.
Wherin he stole, from God so kynde,
His Honour/and woulde be free.
He hasted that he mought be wyse
And prudent/foe to enterpryse/
His owne Lorde for to bee.
But then was he captiued the more,
With greeuous Bands and cumbers store/
He Selfues did prouyde.
Therin did he proceede and trust:
In Searching then ; with Longing; must,
Good-thinking be his Gyde.
With greeuous Bands and cumbers store/
He Selfues did prouyde.
Therin did he proceede and trust:
In Searching then ; with Longing; must,
Good-thinking be his Gyde.
Good-thinkings
Plague ; which I resyte;
Is altogether the Worlds Delyte/
The Trueth from her is taken:
Without Lamenting, still they liue/
And vnto Stryfe, themselues do giue/
The Peace, hath them forsaken.
Is altogether the Worlds Delyte/
The Trueth from her is taken:
Without Lamenting, still they liue/
And vnto Stryfe, themselues do giue/
The Peace, hath them forsaken.
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The VIII. Chapter.
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