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SCENE IX
SUPERBIA.Wondyr hyȝe howtys on hyll herd I houte;
Koueytyse kryeth, hys karpynge I kenne.
Summe lord or summe lordeyn lely schal loute
To be pyth wyth perlys of my proude penne.
Bon I am to braggyn and buskyn abowt,
Rapely and redyly on rowte for to renne.
Be doun, dalys, nor dennys no duke I dowt,
Also fast for to fogge, be flodys and be fenne.
I rore whanne I ryse.
Syr Belyal, bryth of ble,
To ȝou I recomaunde me.
Haue good day, my fadyr fre,
For I goo to Coveytyse.
IRA.
Whanne Coveytyse cried and carpyd of care,
Þanne must I, wod wreche, walkyn and wend
Hyȝe ouyr holtys, as hound aftyr hare.
If I lette and were þe last, he schuld me sore schend.
I buske my bold baston, be bankys ful bare.
Sum boy schal be betyn and browth vndyr bonde.
Wrath schal hym wrekyn and weyin hys ware.
Forlorn schal al be for lusti laykys in londe,
As a lythyr page.
Syr Belyal, blak and blo,
Haue good day, now I goo
For to fell þi foo
Wyth wyckyd wage.
INVIDIA.
Whanne Wrath gynnyth walke in ony wyde wonys,
Envye flet as a fox and folwyth on faste.
Whanne þou steryste or staryste or stumble upon stonys,
I lepe as a lyon; me is loth to be þe laste.
Ȝa, I breyde byttyr balys in body and in bonys,
I frete myn herte and in kare I me kast.
Goo we to Coveytyse, all þre at onys,
Wyth oure grysly gere a grome for to gast.
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Belsabubbe, now haue good day,
For we wyl wendyn in good aray,
Al þre in fere, as I þe say,
Pride, Wrath, and Envye.
BELIAL.
Farewel now, chyldryn fayre to fynde!
Do now wel ȝoure olde owse.
Whanne ȝe com to Mankynde
Make hym wroth and envyous.
Leuyth not lytly vndyr lynde;
To his sowle brewyth a byttyr jous.
Whanne he is ded I schal hym bynde
In hell, as catte dothe þe mows.
Now buske ȝou forþe on brede.
I may be blythe as any be,
For Mankynde in euery cuntre
Is rewlyd be my chyldyr þre,
Envye, Wrathe, and Pryde.
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