 | Noah and his wife, the Flood and its waning |  |
[Scene II
Noah's home, 1st son enters.]1 fil.
Where are ye, modir myne?
Come to my fadir sone.
5.
Vxor.What sais þou? sone?
1 fil.
Moder, certeyne
My ffadir thynkis to flitte full ferre.
He biddis you haste with al youre mayne.
Vnto hym, þat no thyng you marre.
Vxor.
Ȝa! good sone, hy þe faste agayne,
And telle hym I wol come no narre.
1 filius.
Dame, I wolde do youre biddyng fayne,
But yow bus wende, els bese it warre.
Vxor.
Werre! þat wolde I witte.
We bowrde al wrange, I wene.
1 filius.
Modir, I saie you yitte,
My ffadir is bowne to flitte.
Vxor.
Now, certis, I sall nouȝt sitte,
Or I se what he mene.
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