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[Enter Isaiah as prologue.]
Isaye.
Isaye.
The Sofferent thatt seithe evere seycrette,
He saue you all and make you parfett and stronge,
And geve us grace with his marce forto mete!
For now in grett mesere mankynd ys bownd,
The sarpent hathe gevin vs soo mortall a wonde
That no creature ys abull vs forto reyles
Tyll thye right vncion of Jvda dothe seyse.
He saue you all and make you parfett and stronge,
And geve us grace with his marce forto mete!
For now in grett mesere mankynd ys bownd,
The sarpent hathe gevin vs soo mortall a wonde
That no creature ys abull vs forto reyles
Tyll thye right vncion of Jvda dothe seyse.
Then schall moche myrthe and joie in-cresse;
And the right rote in Isaraell sprynge,
Thatt schall bryng forthe the greyne off whollenes;
And owt of danger he schall vs bryng
In-to thatt reygeon where he ys kyng
Wyche abowe all othur far dothe a-bownde,
And thatt cruell Sathan he schall confownde.
And the right rote in Isaraell sprynge,
Thatt schall bryng forthe the greyne off whollenes;
And owt of danger he schall vs bryng
In-to thatt reygeon where he ys kyng
Wyche abowe all othur far dothe a-bownde,
And thatt cruell Sathan he schall confownde.
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Where-fore I cum here apon this grownde
To comforde eyuere creature off birthe;
For I, Isaye the profet, hathe fownde
Many swete matters whereof we ma make myrth
On this same wyse;
For, thogh that Adam be demid to deythe
With all his childur, asse Abell and Seythe,
Yett Ecce virgo consepeet,—
Loo, where a reymede schall ryse!
To comforde eyuere creature off birthe;
For I, Isaye the profet, hathe fownde
Many swete matters whereof we ma make myrth
On this same wyse;
For, thogh that Adam be demid to deythe
With all his childur, asse Abell and Seythe,
Yett Ecce virgo consepeet,—
Loo, where a reymede schall ryse!
Be-holde, a mayde schall conseyve a childe
And gett vs more grace then eyuer men had,
And hir meydin-[h]od nothing defylid.
Sche ys deputyd to beare the Sun, Almyghte God.
Loo! sufferñtis, now ma you be glad,
For of this meydin all we ma be fayne;
For Adam, that now lyis in sorrois full sade,
Hir gloreose birth schall reydeme hym ageyn
From bondage and thrall.
Now be myrre eyuere moñ
For this dede bryffly in Isaraell schalbe done,
And before the Fathur in trone,
Thatt schall glade vs all.
And gett vs more grace then eyuer men had,
And hir meydin-[h]od nothing defylid.
Sche ys deputyd to beare the Sun, Almyghte God.
Loo! sufferñtis, now ma you be glad,
For of this meydin all we ma be fayne;
For Adam, that now lyis in sorrois full sade,
Hir gloreose birth schall reydeme hym ageyn
From bondage and thrall.
Now be myrre eyuere moñ
For this dede bryffly in Isaraell schalbe done,
And before the Fathur in trone,
Thatt schall glade vs all.
More of this matter fayne wolde I meve,
But lengur tyme I haue not here for to dwell.
That Lorde that ys marcefull his marce soo in vs ma preve
For to sawe owre sollis from the darknes of hell;
And to his blys
He vs bryng,
Asse he ys
Bothe lord and kyng,
And schalbe eyuerlastyng,
In secula seculorum, amen!
But lengur tyme I haue not here for to dwell.
That Lorde that ys marcefull his marce soo in vs ma preve
For to sawe owre sollis from the darknes of hell;
And to his blys
He vs bryng,
Asse he ys
Bothe lord and kyng,
And schalbe eyuerlastyng,
In secula seculorum, amen!
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