 | God puts Adam and Even in the Garden of Eden |  |
[Scene, Paradise.]
O Lord! lovyd be thy name,
For nowe is this a joyfull hame
That thowe hais brought vs to;
Full of myrthe and solys saughe,
Erbes and trees, frute on to haugh,
Wyth spysys many one hoo.
Loo! Eve, nowe ar we brought
Bothe vnto rest and rowe,
We neyd to tayke no thought,
But loke a well to doo.
Lovyng be ay to suche a lord,
To vs hais geven so great reward
To governe bothe great and small,
And mayd vs after his owen read,
Emonges these myrthes all.
Here is a joyfull sight
Where that wee wonn in shall;
We love the, mooste of myght,
Great god, that we on call.
Alas! Lorde, that we shuld do so yll,
Thy blyssed byddyng we shall fulfyll,
Bothe in thought and deyd;
We shall no negh thys tre nor the bugh,
Nor yit the fruyte that there on groweth,
There-with oure fleshe to feyd.
Eve.
We shall do thy byddyng,
We haue none other neyd,
Thys frute full styll shall hyng,
Lorde, that thowe hays forbyd.
1.
Deus.
Adam and Eve, this is the place
That I haue graunte you of my grace
To haue your wonnyng in;
Erbes, spyce, frute on tree,
Beastes, fewles, all that ye see,
Shall bowe to you, more and myn.
This place hight paradyce,
Here shall your joys begynne,
And yf that ye be wyse,
Frome thys tharr ye never twynne.
That I haue graunte you of my grace
To haue your wonnyng in;
Erbes, spyce, frute on tree,
Beastes, fewles, all that ye see,
Shall bowe to you, more and myn.
This place hight paradyce,
Here shall your joys begynne,
And yf that ye be wyse,
Frome thys tharr ye never twynne.
2.
All your wyll here shall ye haue,
Lyvyng for to eate or sayff,
Fyshe, fewle, or fee,
And for to take at your owen wyll.
All other creatours also there-tyll
Your suggettes shall they bee;
Adam, of more and lesse
Lordeship in erthe here graunte I the,
Thys place that worthy is,
Kepe it in honestye.
Lyvyng for to eate or sayff,
Fyshe, fewle, or fee,
And for to take at your owen wyll.
All other creatours also there-tyll
Your suggettes shall they bee;
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Lordeship in erthe here graunte I the,
Thys place that worthy is,
Kepe it in honestye.
3.
Looke that ye ȝem ytt wetterly,
All other creatours shall multeply,
Ylke one in tender hower.
Looke that ye bothe saue and sett,
Erbes and treys for nothyng lett,
So that ye may endower
To susteyn beast and man,
And fewll of ylke stature.
Dwell here yf that ye canne,
This shall be your endowre.
All other creatours shall multeply,
Ylke one in tender hower.
Looke that ye bothe saue and sett,
Erbes and treys for nothyng lett,
So that ye may endower
To susteyn beast and man,
And fewll of ylke stature.
Dwell here yf that ye canne,
This shall be your endowre.
4.
Adam.O Lord! lovyd be thy name,
For nowe is this a joyfull hame
That thowe hais brought vs to;
Full of myrthe and solys saughe,
Erbes and trees, frute on to haugh,
Wyth spysys many one hoo.
Loo! Eve, nowe ar we brought
Bothe vnto rest and rowe,
We neyd to tayke no thought,
But loke a well to doo.
5.
Eve.Lovyng be ay to suche a lord,
To vs hais geven so great reward
To governe bothe great and small,
And mayd vs after his owen read,
Emonges these myrthes all.
Here is a joyfull sight
Where that wee wonn in shall;
We love the, mooste of myght,
Great god, that we on call.
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6.
Deus.
Love my name with good entent,
And harken to my comaundement,
And do my byddyng buxomly.
Of all the Frute in parradyce,
Tayke ye therof of your best wyse,
And mayke you right merry;
The tree of good and yll,
What tyme you eates of thys
Thowe speydes thy self to spyll,
And be brought owte of blysse.
And harken to my comaundement,
And do my byddyng buxomly.
Of all the Frute in parradyce,
Tayke ye therof of your best wyse,
And mayke you right merry;
The tree of good and yll,
What tyme you eates of thys
Thowe speydes thy self to spyll,
And be brought owte of blysse.
7.
All thynges is mayd, man, for thy prowe,
All creatours shall to the bowe,
That here is mayd erthly;
In erthe I mayke the Lord of all,
And beast vnto the shall be thrall;
Thy kynd shall multeply.
Therefore this tree alone,
Adam, this owte-take I,
The frute of it negh none,
For an ye do, then shall ye dye.
All creatours shall to the bowe,
That here is mayd erthly;
In erthe I mayke the Lord of all,
And beast vnto the shall be thrall;
Thy kynd shall multeply.
Therefore this tree alone,
Adam, this owte-take I,
The frute of it negh none,
For an ye do, then shall ye dye.
8.
Adam.Alas! Lorde, that we shuld do so yll,
Thy blyssed byddyng we shall fulfyll,
Bothe in thought and deyd;
We shall no negh thys tre nor the bugh,
Nor yit the fruyte that there on groweth,
There-with oure fleshe to feyd.
Eve.
We shall do thy byddyng,
We haue none other neyd,
Thys frute full styll shall hyng,
Lorde, that thowe hays forbyd.
9.
Deus.
Looke that ye doe as ye haue sayd,
Of all that there is hold you apayd,
For here is welthe at wyll;
Thys tre that beres the Fruyte of Lyfe,
Luke nother thowe nor Eve thy wyf,
Lay ye no handes there tyll,
For-why [do my byddyng,]
It is knowen bothe of good and yll,
This frute but ye lett hyng
Ye speyd your self to spyll.
Of all that there is hold you apayd,
For here is welthe at wyll;
Thys tre that beres the Fruyte of Lyfe,
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Lay ye no handes there tyll,
For-why [do my byddyng,]
It is knowen bothe of good and yll,
This frute but ye lett hyng
Ye speyd your self to spyll.
10.
For-thy this tree that I owt-tayke,
Nowe kepe it grathly for my sayke,
That nothyng negh it neyre;
All other at your wyll shall be,
I owte-take nothyng but this tree,
To feyd you with in feare.
Here shall ye leyd your lyffe
With dayntys that is deare;
Adam, and Eve thy wyfe,
My blyssyng haue ye here.
Nowe kepe it grathly for my sayke,
That nothyng negh it neyre;
All other at your wyll shall be,
I owte-take nothyng but this tree,
To feyd you with in feare.
Here shall ye leyd your lyffe
With dayntys that is deare;
Adam, and Eve thy wyfe,
My blyssyng haue ye here.
Fynys.
| God puts Adam and Even in the Garden of Eden | |