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[Scene II]
Joseph outside the shed.
11.
Jos.
A! lorde, what the wedir is colde!
Þe fellest freese þat euere I felyd,
I pray God helpe þam þat is alde,
And namely þam þat is vnwelde,
so may I saie.
Now, gud God þou be my belde,
as þou best may.
[A sudden light shines.
Þe fellest freese þat euere I felyd,
I pray God helpe þam þat is alde,
And namely þam þat is vnwelde,
so may I saie.
Now, gud God þou be my belde,
as þou best may.
12.
A! lord God! what light is þis
Þat comes shynyng þus sodenly?
I can not saie, als haue I blisse;
When I come home vn-to Marie
þan sall I spirre.
A! here be god, for nowe come I.
Þat comes shynyng þus sodenly?
I can not saie, als haue I blisse;
When I come home vn-to Marie
þan sall I spirre.
A! here be god, for nowe come I.
[Re-enters the shed.
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