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Page 132 - Hym grevyth fful gretly his transgressyon, Alle hefne and erthe crye ffor mercy, Me semyth ther xuld be non excepcion, Ther prayers ben offeryd so specyally.
Page 135 - I, Trowthe, have sowte the erthe withowt and withinne, And in sothe ther kan non be fownde, That is of o day byrth withowte synne, Nor to that dethe wole be bownde. Misericordia. I, Mercy, have ronne the hevynly regyon rownde, And ther is non of that charyte", That ffor man wole suffre a deddly wounde, I cannott wete how this xal be.
Page 132 - Suffyr not thi sowlys than in sorwe to slepe, That helle hownde that hatyth the byddyth hym ho, Thi love man no lengere lete hym kepe.
Page 136 - Misericordia. Now is the loveday mad of us fowre fynialy , Now may we leve in pes as we were wonte : Misericordia et Veritas obviaverunt sibi, Justicia et Pax osculate sunt. Et hic osculabunt pariter omnes. Pater, ffrom us, God, aungel Gabryel, thou xalte be sende, Into the countre of Galyle, The name of the cyte" Na3areth is kende, To a mayd, weddyd to a man is she.
Page 135 - Plesyth it 3ow this conclusyon. Veritas. I, Trowthe, have sowte the erthe withowt and withinne, And in sothe ther kan non be fownde, That is of o day byrth withowte synne, Nor to that dethe wole be bownde. Misericordia. I, Mercy, have ronne the hevynly regyon rownde, And ther is non of that charyte...
Page 162 - That wretch, beast, caitiff', monster — man, might spend, • (Proud of the mire, in which his soul is penn'd,) Clodded in lumps of clay, his weary life to end. " His body dust — where grew such cause of pride ? His soul thy image — what could he envy ? Himself most happy, if he so would bide : Now grown most wretched, who can remedy ? He slew himself, himself the enemy...
Page 135 - Sure I can fynde non sufficyent, ffor servauntys unprofytable we be eche one, Hes love nedyth to be ful ardent, That for man to helle wolde gon. Pax. That God may do is non but on, Therfore this is be hys avyse, He that 3affthis counselle lete hym 3eve the comforte alon, ffor the conclusyon in hym of alle these lyse.
Page 163 - Early, and late she prayed, and fast she must, And all her haire hung full of ashes, and of dust.
Page 136 - Therfor, sone, sapyens ze must ordeyn herefore, And se how of man may be salvation. Filius. ffadyr, he that xal do this must be botheGod and man, Lete me se how I may were that wede, And sythe in,my wysdam he began, I am redy to do this dede.