The second speach.
The Church speakes.
1
I haue put of my coate sayd I,
Hovve shall I put it on.
My feete I vvasht, shall I them file
Oh noe, my loue be gone.
2
Thus did I plead for my long stay
For vvho so loues my deere
Must eare, & carke, & strang things tast
Of vvoe him to come neere.
3
For cleane of foyle, of vvoe, & ill
Who liues that seekes my deere
No, No, the vvorld vvill plague thē all
That serues our god in feare
4
But vvhē my loue these vvords did heare
He shrunke, & vvent me fro,
& hid him selfe, & spake noe more
That I had searud him so.
The Church speakes.
5
And then I rouzd my hart I yearnd
That had him lost so sone
I rose, & lokt, & chid my selfe
For that vvhich I had done.
6
I sought him but he hid him selfe,
And vvould not me come nigh
I roard, & cride, & vsd all meanes
I card not for to die.
7
For that I had lost him my deere
That sought me for his doue,
But yet I foūd him not, nor knewe
He hard my voice in loue.