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153. On the Untimely Death of a Fair Lady
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 | Religious Lyrics of the XVth Century |  |
153. On the Untimely Death of a Fair Lady
Ha! cruell deeth, contrarious to creatures in kynde.
Ha! deeth dispitous, who may aduertise
Thi mourther, thi malice who may haue in mende?
The myschief that to mankynde þu dost excercise,
Thi rigour, þi rancour, who may deuyse?
The matyng of þi miserie no man may endure,
ffor thi chekkes conclude eueri creature.
Ha! deeth dispitous, who may aduertise
Thi mourther, thi malice who may haue in mende?
The myschief that to mankynde þu dost excercise,
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The matyng of þi miserie no man may endure,
ffor thi chekkes conclude eueri creature.
Thu art to alle creatures hidous to be-holde,
Thu pyllour, thu pirate, cesse of þi prise!
Thi felonye ys multiplied in so many folde
That al the wordle generally of the deþ agrise.
Stynt of þi malice, for, wyth thy malgyse,
Loueris ful lykyng and lusty in game
Thu marrest wyth myschief and makest hem lame.
Thu pyllour, thu pirate, cesse of þi prise!
Thi felonye ys multiplied in so many folde
That al the wordle generally of the deþ agrise.
Stynt of þi malice, for, wyth thy malgyse,
Loueris ful lykyng and lusty in game
Thu marrest wyth myschief and makest hem lame.
Thu tyraunt vntemperat, wyth thi tene & treson,
The solas of soueraignes þu dost siluestrise;
And ladies likyng thu sleest out of seson,
And reuest hem here ryalte wyth þi reprise.
Thyn insaciable malice who may a-complise?
When þat loueli ladies thu leyest so lowe,
And here bright beaute þu blemshest in a throwe.
The solas of soueraignes þu dost siluestrise;
And ladies likyng thu sleest out of seson,
And reuest hem here ryalte wyth þi reprise.
Thyn insaciable malice who may a-complise?
When þat loueli ladies thu leyest so lowe,
And here bright beaute þu blemshest in a throwe.
ffor þi malice, me semeth reames sholde arise
To destruye cruell deeth and do hym of dawe.
But oon wynked on me then: ‘war’, quod þe wyse,
‘And cesse of þi sentence for symple is þi sawe,
ffor deeth vniuerselly the wordle schal vengyse.
So ys the tyraunt tytled to that victorie
By adam, the alderman of old auncetrie.’
To destruye cruell deeth and do hym of dawe.
But oon wynked on me then: ‘war’, quod þe wyse,
‘And cesse of þi sentence for symple is þi sawe,
ffor deeth vniuerselly the wordle schal vengyse.
So ys the tyraunt tytled to that victorie
By adam, the alderman of old auncetrie.’
Then sorwed I, that sentence recouered by assyse,
And mourned for my maystresse, here marred in molde.
There ys countour ne clerk bounte can decyse,
In vertu here wommanhed was volupid many folde—
Discreet, devoute, diligent. deeth, thu mayst agrise
To represse so noble so gentill a creature
In tendir age vntymely, agayn the ordre of nature.
And mourned for my maystresse, here marred in molde.
There ys countour ne clerk bounte can decyse,
In vertu here wommanhed was volupid many folde—
Discreet, devoute, diligent. deeth, thu mayst agrise
To represse so noble so gentill a creature
In tendir age vntymely, agayn the ordre of nature.
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O myghty lord, wos goodnesse neuer schal fynyse,
Haue mercy on the soule of my dere maistresse!
The fendis power fro that soule chare & chastise!
Deliuere here, gracious lord, fro peyne and distresse!
Endowe here in thi place of plesaunt paradise,
And receyue here, blyssed lord, vpon thi right side,
In thy blysse eternally whyt the to a-byde.
Haue mercy on the soule of my dere maistresse!
The fendis power fro that soule chare & chastise!
Deliuere here, gracious lord, fro peyne and distresse!
Endowe here in thi place of plesaunt paradise,
And receyue here, blyssed lord, vpon thi right side,
In thy blysse eternally whyt the to a-byde.
Of lordis lyne & lynage sche was, here sche lyse!
Bounteuus, benigne, enbleshed wyth beaute,
Sage, softe and sobre an gentyll in al wyse,
fflorishyng ant fecunde, wyth femenyn beaute,
Meke, mylde and merciful, of pite sche bar þe prise.
Comely, kynde and curteis, in nobleye of nurture,
Vernant in alle vertu, plesaunt and demure.
Bounteuus, benigne, enbleshed wyth beaute,
Sage, softe and sobre an gentyll in al wyse,
fflorishyng ant fecunde, wyth femenyn beaute,
Meke, mylde and merciful, of pite sche bar þe prise.
Comely, kynde and curteis, in nobleye of nurture,
Vernant in alle vertu, plesaunt and demure.
| Religious Lyrics of the XVth Century | |