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[Songs from the Fairfax Ms.]

(Add. 5465 Brit. Mus.)


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CXXXII.

[A my dere a my dere son sayd mary, a my dere]

A my dere a my dere son sayd mary, a my dere

[bis]


kys þi moder Jhesu with a lawghing chere.
This endurs nyght
I sawe a syght
all In my slepe
mary þat may
she sang lullay

bis


and sore did wepe.
To kepe she sawght
fful fast abowte
her son fro colde

[bis]


Joseph seyd wiff
my Joy my leff
say what ye wolde
no thyng my spouse
is In þis howse
vnto my pay
my son a kyng
þat made all thyng
lyth in hay.
A my dere

[ut supra].


my moder dere
amend your chere
and now be styll
thus for to ly
it is sothely

bis


my fadirs will
derision
gret passion
Infynytly
as it is fownde
many a wound
suffyr shall I
on caluery
that is so hye
ther shall I be
man to restore
naylid full sore
vpon a tre
A my dere

[ut supra].



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CXXXVI.

[A gentill Jhesu]

A gentill Jhesu
Who is that that dothe me call
what woldist þou haue
I a synner that offt doth fall
mercy of þe I crave
ye my maker I call the
why louyst þou me
than leve thy syn
or I nyll the
and thynk on this lesson
that now I teche the
a I will I will
gentill Jhesu
Vppon the cross nailid I was for þe
suffyrd deth to pay þi rawnsum
for sake þi syn man for þe loue of me
be repentant make playne confession
to contryte harts I do remyssion
for I am not vengeable be not dispayryd
gayne gostly enmys þynk on my passion
Whi art þou froward sith I am mercyable Jhesu
a Jentill Jhesu
my blody wownds downe raylyng be this tre
loke on them well and haue compassion
þe crowne of thorne þe speres þe nailis þre
the percide hand and fote of Indignacion
my hart ryven for thy redempcion
let now vs twayne In þis thyng be tretable

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loue for loue be [by] Just conuencion
Whi art þou froward

[etc. ut supra].


I hade on petur and mawdlen pyte
ffor þi contrite of thy contricion
saynt tomas of [Juds?] Incrudelite
he put his hands depe In my syde adown
role vp this mater grave it In þi reson
Why art þou vnstable syth that I am kynde
my blode best tiacle for þi transgression
be not þou froward

[etc. ut supra].


Thynk ageyn perde on my humilite
Cum to stole record well this lesson
gayn fals envy thynk on my charyte
my blode all spent by distillacion
Why did I this—to saue þe from preson
hang this littell table
afore þyne harte
swetter þan bawme
gayne gostly poyson
be þou not affraide etc.

[ut supra].


Lord on all synffull here knelyng on kne
Thy deth remembryng of humble affeccion
O Jhesu graunt of þi benignite
of that þi fyve wellis plentness of fusion
cald þi fyve wounds by computacion
from surfetts reprovable
now for þi [OMITTED]
meke mediacion
at hir request
be to vs merciable Jhesu
A Jentill Jhesu.

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CXLVIII.

[Smale pathis to the grene wode]

Smale pathis to the grene wode
will I loue and shall I loue
will I loue and shall I loue
no mo maydyns but one.
loue is naturall to euery wyght
Indyfferent to euery creature
chaungyng his course now hevy now lygt
As fortune fallyth I yow ensure
so rennyth the chaunce from one to one.
Smale pathis

[ut supra].


One is good but mo were better
Affter my reason and Jugement
consideryng dyvers fayrer and fetter
plesaunt buxum and obedient
till sum of them begynne to grone.
Smale pathis

[ut supra].


But I will do as I saide furst
so it is best as thynkyth me
to put in one my faithfull trust
ffor euer yff she will trew be
and loue her only whereuer she gone
Smale pathis

[ut supra].


CXLIX.

[Enforce yourselfe as goddis knyght]

Enforce yourselfe as goddis knyght
to strenkyth your comyns In ther ryght
Souerayn lord In erth most excellent
Whom god hath chose oure gyde to be
with gyffts grete and euydent

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of marshiall power and also hye dignite
sith it is so now lett your labour be
Enforcyng yourself

[etc. ut supra].


God hath gyff you of his goodness
wisdome with strenkyth and soueraynte
all mysdone thyngs to redress
and specially hurts of þi commynalte
which cry and call vnto your maieste
In your person all þer hope is pyȝt
To haue recover of ther wryȝt
Enforce

[etc. ut supra].



70

CLI.

[In a slumber late as I was]

In a slumber late as I was
I harde a voice lowde call and cry-
amende the man of thi trespace
and aske forgeveness or euyr þou dye
Beholde he saide my creature
Whom I did make so lyke vnto me
what paynys I sofferd I the ensure
Where þou were thrall to make the ffre
vpon the cross with naylis thre
fast I was naylyd for thyne offence
therfore remembir the or þou go hens.
In a slumber

[etc. ut supra].