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English Lyrics of the XIIIth Century


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 1. 
1. Sunset on Calvary.
 2. 
2. Penitence for Wasted Life.
 3. 
3. ‘On God Ureisun of Ure Lefdi.’
 4. 
[4. Stabat iuxta Christi Crucem.]
 5. 
5. A Prisoner's Prayer.
 6. 
6. ‘Sumer Is Icumen In.’
 7. 
7. Now Comes the Blast of Winter.
 8. 
8. I Walk with Sorrow.
 9. 
9. Love's Madness.
 10A. 
10. Death's Wither-Clench. [A.]
 10B. 
[10. Death's Wither-Clench. B.]
 11A. 
11. Three Sorrowful Tidings. [A.]
 11B. 
[11. Three Sorrowful Tidings. B.]
 12A. 
12. Three Sorrowful Things. [A.]
 12B. 
[12. Three Sorrowful Things. B.]
 13. 
13. Memorare Novissima Tua.
 14. 
14. A Warning to Sir Eode.
 15. 
15. A Prayer to the Redeemer.
 16. 
16. Mater Salutaris.
 17A. 
17. Of One That Is So Fair and Bright. [A.]
 17B. 
[17. Of One That Is So Fair and Bright. B.]
 18. 
18. A Prayer of the Five Joys.
 19. 
19. The Lily with Five Leaves.
 20. 
20. Shroud and Grave.
 21A. 
21. Tell Me, Wight in the Broom. [A.]
 21B. 
[21. Tell Me, Wight in the Broom. B.]
 22. 
22. Gaude Virgo Mater Christi.
 23. 
23. The Ten Commandments.
 24. 
24. A Light Is Come to the World.
 25. 
25. The Bargain of Judas.
 26. 
26. The Journey of the Three Kings.
 27. 
27. Look on Me with Thy Sweet Eyes.
 28a. 
28a. Doomsday.
 28b. 
28b. Doomsday.
 29. 
29. The Latemest Day. [A.]
 29. 
[29. The Latemest Day. B.]
 30. 
30. When the Turf is Thy Tower.
 31. 
31. I Sing of One That is Matchless.
 32A. 
32. A Prayer of Penitence to Our Lady. [A.]
 32B. 
[32. A Prayer of Penitence to Our Lady. [B.]
 32C. 
[32. A Prayer of Penitence to Our Lady. [C.]
 33. 
33. Aspice Mitissime Conditor.
 34. 
34. Man's Leman on the Rood.
 35A. 
35. My Leman on the Rood. I. [A.]
 35B. 
[35. My Leman on the Rood. I. B.]
 36. 
36. My Leman on the Rood. II.
 37. 
37. My Leman on the Rood. III.
 38. 
38. Over the Bier of the Worldling.
 39. 
39. Will and Wit.
 40. 
40. Weal Is a Cursed Thing.
 41. 
41. The Five Blisses.
 42. 
42. An Antiphon of St. Thomas of Canterbury.
 43. 
43. Friar Thomas de Hales' Love Ron.
 44. 
44. Gabriel's Greeting to Our Lady.
 45. 
45. Jesus Sorrows for His Mother.
 46A. 
46. This World's Bliss Will Not Last. [A.]
 46B. 
[46. This World's Bliss Will Not Last. B.]
 47. 
47. Our Lady Sorrows for Her Son.
 48. 
48. ‘Vbi Sount Qui Ante Nos Fuerount.’
 49A. 
49. Dialogue between Our Lady and Jesus on the Cross. [A.]
 49B. 
[49. Dialogue between Our Lady and Jesus. B.]
 50. 
50. ‘Swete Ihesu King of Blisse.’
 51. 
51. ‘Le Regret de Maximian.’
 52. 
52. The Thrush and the Nightingale.
 53. 
53. What Love Is Like.
 54. 
54. A Springtide Song of the Redemption.
 55. 
55. A Prayer to the Mother of Mildness.
 56A. 
56. The Mind of the Passion. [A.]
 56B. 
[56. The Mind of the Passion. B.]
 57. 
57. Be Free with What Christ Sends.
 58. 
58. World's Bliss Have Good Day.
 59. 
59. A Hymn to the Heavenly Father.
 60. 
60. A Song to the Queen of Heaven.
 61. 
61. Mother Mild, Flower of All.
 62. 
62. Now Springs the Spray.
 63. 
63. A Spring Song of Love to Jesus.
 64. 
64. A Song of Sorrow for the Passion.
 65. 
65. An Orison of Penitence to Our Lady.
 66. 
66. I Will Become a Friar.
 67. 
67. A Bidding Prayer.
 68. 
68. Our Lady Help Us at Our Ending.
 69. 
69. In Sign of Love to Man.
 70A. 
70. Decem Precepta. [A.]
 70B. 
70. Decem Precepta. B.]
 71. 
71. Proprietates Mortis.
 72. 
72. A Song of Lewes.
 73. 
73. From Earth to Earth.
 74. 
74. On the Follies of Fashion.
 88. 
[88. A Prayer of Penitence to God Almighty. B.]

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28a. Doomsday.

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A. Trinity Coll. Camb. MS. 323.

Wenne hi þenche on domes-dai ful sore i me adrede,
Þer scal efter his werec huc mon fongon mede.
Hic habbe criste agult wid þonc & wid dede;
Louered helende, godis sone, wat scal me to rede?
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Þat fuir sal comen in þis world on one sonen-nist,
Firbernen al þis middeherd so crist hit wole disten,
Boþen watir & þed-lond, þe flurs þat beit briste—
Hiheriet bo ure louerd, muchel is his miththe.
Foure engles in þe dairet blouit here bemen,
Þenne comit ihesus crist his domes forto demeN.
Ne helpit hit noþinc þenne to wepen ne to remen,
To him þat lutel hauet idon þat criste was iqueme.
From þat adam was i-wrout þat comet domesday
Monie of þe riche men þat werden fou & gray,
Riden uppe steden & uppe palefray,
Ha sculen atte dome singen weilaway.
Ne sculen heo þer nout fisten wid sceldes ne wid sperre,
Wid helme ne wid brunie ne wid none gerren;
Ne sal no mon oþeir wid wise worde werreN,
Bote here almesdeden þat hore herinde sal bereN.
Ho sculen isen þene kyng þat al þe world wroutte,
& oppe þe suete rode wid stronge pine bocðthe
Adam & is ofspring, in helle he hem southe—
To bidden þenne milse to late heo beoit biþoutthe.
He sulen isen þat maiden þat ihesus crist inne kennede,
Bi-tuenen hire ermes sueteliche hine wende.
Þe wile þat we misten, to lutel we hire sende;
Þat makede þe worse, so woule he us ablende.
Þer sulen þe riswise ben on godis rist honde,
& þe sunfulle sulen ateliche stonden
Wid here sunnes iwriten, þat is muchel sconde.
Alle heo sullen hem isen þat liueden in londe.
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To þe riswise he spekit wordes suiþe suete:
‘Comit heir, mine frents yeure sunnes forte lete.
Hi mine fadeir huse hou is i-makit sete,
Þer-inne sculen engles sueteliche greten.’
To þe sunfule he spekit so ye mouin iheren:
‘Gooid, ye awariede, wid funden iwere,
Into berninde fur; of blisse ye beoit scere
for-þi þat ge oure sunnen ut of þis þorild beren.’
Bidde we ure leuedye, suetis alre þinge,
Þat heo beore ure herinde to þen heuene kinge,
Þat for is holie nome & for hire herindi[n]ge,
Þat he ure soule into heoueneriche bringe.
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