Noah and the Ark

Noah
Myghtfull god veray / Maker of all that is,
Thre persons withoutten nay / oone god in endles blis,
Thou maide both nyght & day / beest, fowle, & fysh,
All creatures that lif may / wroght thou at thi wish,
As thou wel myght;
The son, the moyne, verament,
Thou maide; the firmament,
The sternes also full feruent,
To shyne thou maide ful bright.
Angels thou maide ful euen / all orders that is,
To haue the blis in heuen / this did thou more & les,
ffull mervelus to neuen / yit was ther vnkyndnes,
More bi foldis seuen / then I can well expres;
ffor whi?
Of all angels in brightnes
God gaf lucifer most lightnes,
Yit prowdly he flyt his des,
And set hym euen hym by.
He thoght hymself as worthi / as hym that hym made,
In brightnes, in bewty / therfor he hym degrade;
put hym in a low degre / soyn after, in a brade,
hym and all his menye / wher he may be vnglad,
ffor euer.
shall thay neuer wyn away
hence vnto domysday,
Bot burne in bayle for ay,
shall thay neuer dysseuer.
Soyne after that gracyous lord / to his liknes maide man,
That place to be restord / euen as he began,
Of the trinite bi accord, / Adam & eue that woman,
To multiplie without discord, / In paradise put he thaym,
And sithen to both
Gaf in commaundement,
On the tre of life to lay no hend;
Bot yit the fals feynd,
Made hym with man wroth,
Entysyd man to glotony / styrd him to syn in pride;
Bot in paradise securly / myght no syn abide,
And therfor man full hastely / was put out, in that tyde,
In wo & wandreth for to be / In paynes full vnrid,
To knawe,
ffyrst in erth, in sythen in hell
with feyndis for to dwell,
Bot he his mercy mell
To those that will hym trawe.
Oyle of mercy he Hus hight / As I haue Hard red,
To euery lifyng wight / that wold luf hym and dred,
Bot now before his sight / euery liffyng leyde,
Most party day and nyght / syn in word and dede
ffull bold;
Som in pride, Ire and enuy,
Som in Couet[yse] & glotyny,
Som in sloth and lechery,
And other wise many fold.
Therfor I drede lest god / on vs will take veniance,
ffor syn is now alod / without any repentance;
Sex hundreth yeris & od / haue I, without distance,
In erth, as any sod, / liffyd with grete grevance
All way;
And now I wax old,
seke, sory, and cold,
As muk apon mold
I widder away;
Bot yit will I cry / for mercy and call;
Noe thi seruant, am I / lord ouer all!
Therfor me and my fry / shal with me fall;
saue from velany / and bryng to thi hall
In heuen;
And kepe me from syn,
This warld, within;
Comly kyng of mankyn,
I pray the here my stevyn!
God
Syn I haue maide all thyng / that is liffand,
Duke, emperour, and kyng / with myne awne hand,
ffor to haue thare likyng / bi see & bi sand,
Euery man to my bydyng / shuld, be bowand
ffull feruent;
That maide man sich a creatoure,
ffarest of favoure,
Man must luf me paramoure,
by reson, and repent.
Me thoght I shewed man luf / when I made hym to be
All angels abuf / like to the trynyte;
And now in grete reprufe / full low ligis he,
In erth hymself to stuf / with syn that displeasse me
Most of all;
Veniance will I take,
In erth for syn sake,
My grame thus will I wake,
both of grete and small.
I repente full sore / that euer maide I man,
Bi me he settis no store / and I am his soferan;
I will distroy therfor / Both beest, man, and woman,
All shall perish les and more / that bargan may thay ban,
That ill has done.
In erth I se right noght
Bot syn that is vnsoght;
Of those that well has wroght
ffynd, I bot a fone.
Therfor shall I fordo / All this medill-erd
with floodis that shall flo / & ryn with hidous rerd;
I haue good cause therto / ffor me no man is ferd,
As I say shal I do / of veniance draw my swerd,
And make end,
of all that beris life,
Sayf noe and his wife,
ffor that wold neuer stryfe
With me [ne] me offend.
hym to mekill wyn / hastly will I go,
To noe my seruand, or I blyn / to warn hym of his wo.
In erth I se bot syn / reynand to and fro,
Emang both more & myn / ichon other fo;
With all thare entent;
All shall I fordo
with floodis that shall floo,
wirk shall I thaym wo,
That will not repent.
Noe, my freend, I thee commaund / from cares the to keyle,
A ship that thou ordand / of nayle and bord, ful wele.
Thou was alway well wirkand / to me trew as stele,
To my bydyng obediand / frendship shal thou fele
To mede;
of lennthe thi ship be
Thre hundreth cubettis, warn I the,
Of heght euen thrirte,
of fyfty als in brede.
Anoynt thi ship with pik and tar / without & als within,
The water out to spar / this is a noble gyn;
look no man the mar / thre chese chambres begyn,
Thou must spend many a spar / this wark or thou wyn
To end fully.
Make in thi ship also,
parloures oone or two,
And houses of offyce mo,
ffor beestis that ther must be.
Oone cubite on hight / A wyndo shal thou make;
on the syde a doore with slyght / be-neyth shal thou take;
With the shal no man fyght / nor do the no kyn wrake.
When all is doyne thus right / thi wife, that is thi make,
Take in to the;
Thi sonnes of good fame,
Sem, Iaphet, and Came,
Take in also hame,
Thare wifis also thre.
ffor all shal be fordone / that lif in land bot ye,
with floodis that from abone / shal fall, & that plente;
It shall begyn full sone / to rayn vncessantle,
After dayes seuen be done / and induyr dayes fourty,
withoutten fayll.
Take to thi ship also
of ich kynd beestis two,
Mayll & femayll, bot no mo,
Or thou pull vp thi sayll.
ffor thay may the avayll / when al this thyng is wroght;
Stuf thi ship with vitayll, / ffor hungre that ye perish noght;
Of beestis, foull, and catayll / ffor thaym haue thou in thoght,
ffor thaym is my counsayll / that som socour be soght,
In hast;
Thay must haue corn and hay,
And oder mete alway;
Do now as I the say,
In the name of the holy gast.
Noah
A! benedicite! / what art thou that thus
Tellys afore that shall be? / thou art full mervelus!
Tell me, for charite / thi name so gracius.
God
My name is of dignyte / and also full glorius
To knawe.
I am god most myghty,
Oone god in trynyty,
Made the and ich man to be;
To luf me well thou awe.
Noah
I thank the, lord, so dere / that wold, vowch sayf
Thus low to appere / to a symple knafe;
Blis vs, lord, here / for charite I hit crafe,
The better may we stere / the ship that we shall hafe,
Certayn.
God
Noe, to the and to thi fry
My blyssyng graunt I;
Ye shall wax and multiply,
And fill the erth agane,
When all thise floodis ar past / and fully gone away.
Noah
lord, homward will I hast / as fast as that I may;
My [wife] will I frast / what she will say,
And I am agast / that we get som fray
Betwixt vs both;
ffor she is full tethee,
ffor litill oft angre,
If any thyng wrang be,
Soyne is she wroth.
God spede, dere wife / how fayre ye?
Uxor
Now, as euer myght I thryfe / the wars I thee see;
Do tell me belife / where has thou thus long be?
To dede may we dryfe / or lif for the,
ffor want.
When we swete or swynk,
thou dos what thou thynk,
Yit of mete and of drynk
haue we veray skant.
Noah
Wife, we ar hard, sted / with tythyngis new.
Uxor
Bot thou were worthi be cled / In stafford blew;
ffor thou art alway adred / be it fals or trew;
Bot god knowes I am led / and that may I rew,
ffull ill;
ffor I dar be thi borow,
ffrom euen vnto morow,
Thou spekis euer of sorow;
God send the onys thi fill!
We women may wary / all ill husbandis;
I haue oone, bi mary! / that lowsyd me of my bandis;
If he teyn I must tary / how so euer it standis,
With seymland full sory, / wryngand both my handis
ffor drede.
Bot yit other while,
What with gam & with gyle,
I shall smyte and smyle,
And qwite hym his mede.
Noah
We! hold, thi tong, ram-skyt / or I shall the still.
Uxor
By my thryft, if thou smyte / I shal turne the vntill.
Noah
We shall assay as tyte / haue at the, gill!
Apon the bone shal it byte. /
Uxor
A, so, mary! thou smytis ill!
Bot I suppose
I shal not in thi det,
fflyt of this flett!
Take the ther a langett
To tye vp thi hose!
Noah
A! wilt thou so? / mary, that is myne.
Uxor
Thou shal thre for two / I swere bi godis pyne.
Noah
And I shall qwyte the tho / In fayth or syne.
Uxor
Out apon the, ho! /
Noah
Thou can both byte and whyne,
with a rerd;
ffor all if she stryke,
yit fast will she skryke,
In fayth I hold, none slyke
In all medill-erd;
Bot I will kepe charyte / ffor I haue at do.
Uxor
Here shal no man tary the / I pray the go to!
ffull well may we mys the / as euer haue I ro;
To spyn will I dres me. /
Noah
We! fare well, lo;
Bot wife,
Pray for me besele,
To eft I com vnto the.
Uxor
Euen as thou prays for me,
As euer myght I thrife.
Noah
I tary full Lang / Fro my warke, I traw;
Now my gere will I fang / and thederward draw;
I may full ill gang / the soth for to knaw,
Bot if god help amang / I may sit downe daw
To ken;
Now assay will I
how I can of wrightry,
In nomine patris, & filii,
Et spiritus sanncti, Amen.
To begyn of this tree / my bonys will I bend,
I traw from the trynyte / socoure will be send,
It fayres full fayre, thynk me / this wark to my hend;
Now blissid be he / that this can amend.
lo, here the lenght,
Thre hundreth cubettis euenly,
of breed lo is it fyfty,
The heght is euen thyrty
Cubettis full strenght.
Now my gowne will I cast / and wyrk in my cote,
Make will I the mast / or I flyt oone foote,
A! my bak, I traw, will brast! / this is a sory note!
hit is wonder that I last / sich an old, dote
All dold,
To begyn sich a wark!
My bonys ar so stark,
No wonder if thay wark,
ffor I am full old.
The top and the sayll / both will I make,
The helme and the castell / also will I take,
To drife ich a nayll / will I not forsake,
This gere may neuer fayll / that dar I vndertake
Onone.
This is a nobull gyn,
Thise nayles so thay ryn,
Thoro more and myn,
Thise bordis ichon;
wyndow and doore / euen as he saide,
Thre ches chambre / thay ar well maide,
Pyk & tar full sure / ther apon laide,
This will euer endure / therof am I paide;
ffor why?
It is better wroght
Then I coude haif thoght;
hym that maide all of noght
I thank oonly.
Now will I hy me / and no thyng be leder,
My wife and my meneye / to bryng euen heder.
Tent hedir tydely / wife, and consider,
hens must vs fle / All sam togeder
In hast.
Uxor
Whi, syr, what alis you?
Who is that asalis you?
To fle it avalis you,
And ye be agast.
Noah
Ther is garn on the reyll / other, my dame.
Uxor
Tell me that ich a deyll / els get ye blame.
Noah
He that cares may keill / blissid be his name!
he has for oure seyll / to sheld vs fro shame,
And sayd,
All this warld aboute
With floodis so stoute,
That shall ryn on a route,
Shall be ouerlaide.
he saide all shall be slayn / bot oonely we,
Oure barnes that ar bayn / and thare wifis thre;
A ship he bad me ordayn / to safe vs & oure fee,
Therfor with all oure mayn / thank we that fre
Beytter of bayll;
hy vs fast, go we thedir.
Uxor
I wote neuer whedir,
I dase and I dedir
ffor ferd of that tayll.
Noah
Be not aferd, haue done / trus sam oure gere,
That we be ther or none / without more dere.
Primus Filius
It shall be done full sone / brether, help to bere.
Secundus Filius
ffull long shall I not hoyne / to do my devere,
Brether sam.
Tertius Filius
without any yelp,
At my myght shall I help.
Uxor
Yit for drede of a skelp
help well thi dam.
Noah
Now ar we there / as we shuld be;
Do get in oure gere / oure catall and fe,
In to this vessell here / my chylder fre.
Uxor
I was neuer bard ere / As euer myght I the,
In sich an oostre as this.
In fath I can not fynd
which is before, which is behynd;
Bot shall we here be pynd,
Noe, as haue thou blis?
Noah
Dame, as it is skill / here must vs abide grace;
Therfor, wife, with good will / com into this place.
Uxor
Sir, for Iak nor for gill / will I turne my face
Till I haue on this hill / spon a space
on my rok;
Well were he, myght get me,
Now will I downe set me,
Yit reede I no man let me,
ffor drede of a knok.
Noah
Behold to the heuen / the cateractes all,
That are open full euen / grete and small,
And the planettis seuen / left has thare stall,
Thise thoners and levyn / downe gar fall
ffull stout,
Both halles and bowers,
Castels and towres;
ffull sharp ar thise showers,
that renys aboute;
Therfor, wife, haue done / com into ship fast.
Uxor
Yei, noe, go cloute thi shone / the better will thai last.
Prima Mulier
Good moder, com in sone / ffor all is ouer cast,
Both the son and the mone. /
Secunda Mulier
and many wynd blast
ffull sharp;
Thise floodis so thay ryn,
Therfor moder come in.
Uxor
In fayth yit will I spyn;
All in vayn ye carp.
Tercius Mulier
If ye like ye may spyn / Moder, in the ship.
Noah
Now is this twyys com in / dame, on my frenship.
Uxor
Wheder I lose or I wyn / In fayth, thi felowship,
set I not a pyn / this spyndill will I slip
Apon this hill,
Or I styr oone fote.
Noah
Peter! I traw we dote;
without any more note
Come in if ye will.
Uxor
Yei, water nyghys so nere / that I sit not dry,
Into ship with a byr / therfor will I hy
ffor drede that I drone here. /
Noah
dame, securly,
It bees boght full dere / ye abode so long by
out of ship.
Uxor
I will not, for thi bydyng,
go from doore to mydyng.
Noah
In fayth, and for youre long taryyng
Ye shal lik on the whyp.
Uxor
Spare me not, I pray the / bot euen as thou thynk,
Thise grete wordis shall not flay me. /
Noah
Abide, dame, and drynk
ffor betyn shall thou be / with this staf to thou stynk;
Ar strokis good? say me. /
Uxor
what say ye, wat wynk?
Noah
speke!
Cry me mercy, I say!
Uxor
Therto say I nay.
Noah
Bot thou do, bi this day,
Thi hede shall I breke.
Uxor
Lord, I were at ese / and hertely full hoylle,
Might I onys haue a measse / of wedows coyll;
ffor thi saull, without lese / shuld I dele penny doyll,
so wold mo, no frese / that I se on this sole
of wifis that ar here,
ffor the life that thay leyd,
Wold thare husbandis were dede,
ffor, as euer ete I brede,
So wold I oure syre were.
Noah
Yee men that has wifis / whyls they ar yong,
If ye luf youre lifis / chastice thare tong:
Me thynk my hert ryfis / both levyr and long,
To se sich stryfis / wedmen emong;
Bot I,
As haue I blys,
shall chastyse this.
Uxor
Yit may ye mys,
Nicholl nedy!
Noah
I shall make the still as stone / begynnar of blunder!
I shall bete the bak and bone / and breke all in sonder.
Uxor
Out, alas, I am gone! / oute apon the, mans wonder!
Noah
Se how she can grone / and I lig vnder;
Bot, wife,
In this hast let vs ho,
ffor my bak is nere in two.
Uxor
And I am bet so blo
That I may not thryfe.
Primus Filius
A! whi fare ye thus? / ffader and moder both!
Secundus Filius
Ye shuld not be so spitus / standyng in sich a woth.
Tertius Filius
Thise ar so hidus / with many a cold coth.
Noah
we will do as ye bid vs / we will no more be wroth,
Dere barnes!
Now to the helme will I hent,
And to my ship tent.
Uxor
I se on the firmament,
Me thynk, the seven starnes.
Noah
This is a grete flood / wife, take hede.
Uxor
So me thoght, as I stode / we ar in grete drede;
Thise wawghes ar so wode. /
Noah
help, god, in this nede!
As thou art stere-man good / and best, as I rede,
Of all;
Thou rewle vs in this rase,
As thou me behete hase.
Uxor
This is a perlous case:
help, god, when we call!
Noah
Wife, tent the stere-tre / and I shall asay
The depnes of the see / that we bere, if I may.
Uxor
That shall I do ful wysely / now go thi way,
ffor apon this flood haue we / flett many day,
with pyne.
Noah
Now the water will I sownd:
A! it is far to the grownd;
This trauell I expownd
had I to tyne.
Aboue all hillys bedeyn / the water is rysen late
Cubettis fyfteyn, / bot in a highter state
It may not be, I weyn / for this well I wate,
This forty dayes has rayn beyn / It will therfor abate
Full lele.
This water in hast,
eft will I tast;
Now am I agast,
It is wanyd a grete dele.
Now are the weders cest / and cateractes knyt,
Both the most and the leest. /
Uxor
Me thynk, bi my wit,
The son shynes in the eest / lo is not yond it?
we shuld haue a good feest / were thise floodis flyt
So spytus.
Noah
we haue been here, all we,
thre hundreth dayes and fyfty.
Uxor
Yei, now wanys the see;
lord, well is vs!
Noah
The thryd tyme will I prufe / what depnes we bere.
Uxor
Now long shall thou hufe / lay in thy lyne there.
Noah
I may towch with my lufe / the grownd evyn here.
Uxor
Then begynnys to grufe / to vs mery chere;
Bot, husband,
What grownd may this be?
Noah
The hyllys of armonye.
Uxor
Now blissid be he
That thus for vs can ordand!
Noah
I see toppys of hyllys he / many at a syght,
No thyng to let me / the wedir is so bright.
Uxor
Thise ar of mercy / tokyns full right.
Noah
Dame, thi counsell me / what fowll best myght,
And Cowth,
with flight of wyng
bryng, without taryying,
Of mercy som tokynyng
Ayther bi north or southe?
ffor this is the fyrst day / of the tent moyne.
Uxor
The ravyn, durst I lay / will com agane sone;
As fast as thou may / cast hym furth, haue done,
He may happyn to day / com agane or none
With grath.
Noah
I will cast out also
Dowfys oone or two:
Go youre way, go,
God send, you som wathe!
Now ar thise fowles flone / Into seyr countre;
Pray we fast ichon / kneland on our kne,
To hym that is alone / worthiest of degre,
That he wold send anone / oure fowles som fee
To glad vs.
Uxor
Thai may not fayll of land,
The water is so wanand.
Noah
Thank we god all weldand,
That lord that made vs.
It is a wonder thyng / me thynk sothle,
Thai ar so long taryyng / the fowles that we
Cast out in the mornyng. /
Uxor
Syr, it may be
Thai tary to thay bryng. /
Noah
The ravyn is a hungrye
All way;
He is without any reson,
And he fynd any caryon,
As peraventure may befon,
he will not away;
The dowfe is more gentill / her trust I vntew,
like vnto the turtill / for she is ay trew.
Uxor
hence bot a litill / she commys, lew, lew!
she bryngys in her bill / som novels new;
Behald,!
It is of an olif tre
A branch, thynkys me.
Noah
It is soth, perde,
right so is it cald.
Doufe, byrd, full blist / ffayre myght the befall !
Thou art trew for to trist / as ston in the wall;
Full well I it wist / thou wold com to thi hall,
Uxor
A trew tokyn ist / we shall be sauyd all:
ffor whi?
The water, syn she com,
Of depnes plom,
Is fallen a fathom,
And more hardely.
Primus Filius
Thise floodis ar gone / fader, behold.
Secundus Filius
Ther is left right none / and that be ye bold.
Tercius Filius
As still as a stone / oure ship is stold.
Noah
Apon land here anone / that we were, fayn I wold;
My childer dere,
Sem, Japhet and Cam,
with gle and with gam,
Com go we all sam,
we will no longer abide here.
Uxor
here haue we beyn / noy long enogh,
with tray and with teyn / and dreed mekill wogh.
Noah
behald, on this greyn / nowder cart ne plogh
Is left, as I weyn / nowder tre then bogh,
Ne other thyng,
Bot all is away;
Many castels, I say,
Grete townes of aray,
fflitt has this flowyng.
Uxor
Thise floodis not afright / all this warld, so wide
has mevid with myght / on se and bi side.
Noah
To dede ar thai dyght / prowdist of pryde,
Euer ich a wyght / that euer was spyde,
With syn,
All ar thai slayn,
And put vnto payn.
Uxor
ffrom thens agayn
May thai neuer wyn?
Noah
wyn? no, I-wis / bot he that myght hase
Wold myn of thare mys / & admytte thaym to grace;
As he in bayll is blis / I pray hym in this space,
In heven hye with his / to purvaye vs a place,
That we,
with his santis in sight,
And his angels bright,
May com to his light:
Amen, for charite.


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