The Flight into Egypt
Angel
Awake, Ioseph, and take intent!
Thou ryse, and slepe nomare!
If thou Wyll saue thy self vnshent
ffownde the fast to fare;
I am an angell to the sent,
ffor thou shall no harmes hent,
To cach the outt of care.
If thou here longer lent,
ffor rewth thou mon repent,
And rew it wonder sare.
Awake, Ioseph, and take intent!
Thou ryse, and slepe nomare!
If thou Wyll saue thy self vnshent
ffownde the fast to fare;
I am an angell to the sent,
ffor thou shall no harmes hent,
To cach the outt of care.
If thou here longer lent,
ffor rewth thou mon repent,
And rew it wonder sare.
Joseph
A! myghtfull god,
what euer this ment,
so swete of toyn?
A! myghtfull god,
what euer this ment,
so swete of toyn?
Angel
lo, Ioseph, it is I,
An angell send to the.
lo, Ioseph, it is I,
An angell send to the.
Joseph
we! leyf, I pray the why?
what is thy wyll with me?
we! leyf, I pray the why?
what is thy wyll with me?
Angel
hens behufys the hy,
And take with the mary,
Also hir chyld so fre;
ffor herode dos to dy
All knaue chyldren, securly,
with in two yere that be
Of eld.
hens behufys the hy,
And take with the mary,
Also hir chyld so fre;
ffor herode dos to dy
All knaue chyldren, securly,
with in two yere that be
Of eld.
Joseph
Alas, full wo is me!
where may we beyld,?
Alas, full wo is me!
where may we beyld,?
Angel
Tyll egypp shall thou fare
with all the myght thou may;
And, Ioseph, hold, the thare,
tyll I wyll the at say.
Tyll egypp shall thou fare
with all the myght thou may;
And, Ioseph, hold, the thare,
tyll I wyll the at say.
Joseph
This is a febyll fare,
A seke man and a sare
To here of sich a fray;
My bonys ar bursyd and, bare
ffor to do; I wold, it ware
Comen my last day
Tyll ende;
I ne wote which is the way;
how shall we weynde?
This is a febyll fare,
A seke man and a sare
To here of sich a fray;
My bonys ar bursyd and, bare
ffor to do; I wold, it ware
Comen my last day
Tyll ende;
I ne wote which is the way;
how shall we weynde?
Angel
Ther of haue thou no drede;
weynd furth, & leyf thi dyn;
The way he shall you lede,
the kyng of all man-kyn.
Ther of haue thou no drede;
weynd furth, & leyf thi dyn;
The way he shall you lede,
the kyng of all man-kyn.
Joseph
That heynd til vs take hede,
ffor I had lytyll nede
Sich bargans to begyn;
No wonder if I wede,
I that may do no dede;
how shuld I theder wyn
ffor eld?
I am full bare and thyn,
And all vnweld;
My fors me falys to fare,
and sight that I shuld, se.
Mary, my darlyng dere,
I am full wo for the!
That heynd til vs take hede,
ffor I had lytyll nede
Sich bargans to begyn;
No wonder if I wede,
I that may do no dede;
how shuld I theder wyn
ffor eld?
I am full bare and thyn,
And all vnweld;
My fors me falys to fare,
and sight that I shuld, se.
Mary, my darlyng dere,
I am full wo for the!
Mary
A, leyf Ioseph, what chere?
youre sorow on this manere
It mekill meruels me.
A, leyf Ioseph, what chere?
youre sorow on this manere
It mekill meruels me.
Joseph
Oure noyes ar neghand, nere
If we dwell longer here;
ffor-thi behofes vs fle,
And flytt.
Oure noyes ar neghand, nere
If we dwell longer here;
ffor-thi behofes vs fle,
And flytt.
Mary
Alas! how may this be?
what euer menys it?
Alas! how may this be?
what euer menys it?
Joseph
It menys of sorow enoghe.
It menys of sorow enoghe.
Mary
A, dere Ioseph, how so?
A, dere Ioseph, how so?
Joseph
As I lay in a swogh,
ffull sad slepand and thro,
An angell to me drogh,
As blossom bright on bogh,
And told betwix vs two,
That herode wroght greatt wogh,
And all knaue children slogh
In land that he myght to,
That feynd!
And he thy son wold, slo
And shamely sheynd.
As I lay in a swogh,
ffull sad slepand and thro,
An angell to me drogh,
As blossom bright on bogh,
And told betwix vs two,
That herode wroght greatt wogh,
And all knaue children slogh
In land that he myght to,
That feynd!
And he thy son wold, slo
And shamely sheynd.
Mary
My son? alas, for care!
who may my doyllys dyll?
wo worth fals herode are!
my son why shuld, he spyll?
Alas! I lurk and dare!
To slo this barne I bare,
what wight in warld, had wyll?
his hart shuld be full sare
Sichon for to fare,
That neuer yit dyd yll,
Ne thoght.
My son? alas, for care!
who may my doyllys dyll?
wo worth fals herode are!
my son why shuld, he spyll?
Alas! I lurk and dare!
To slo this barne I bare,
what wight in warld, had wyll?
his hart shuld be full sare
Sichon for to fare,
That neuer yit dyd yll,
Ne thoght.
Joseph
Now leyfe mary, be styll!
This helpys noght;
It is no boytt to grete,
truly withoutten trayn;
Oure bayll it may not boytt
bot well more make oure payn.
Now leyfe mary, be styll!
This helpys noght;
It is no boytt to grete,
truly withoutten trayn;
Oure bayll it may not boytt
bot well more make oure payn.
Mary
Alas! how shuld, I lete?
My son that is so swete
Is soght for to be slayn;
ffull gryle may I grete,
My fomen and I mete;
Tell me, Ioseph, with mayn,
youre red.
Alas! how shuld, I lete?
My son that is so swete
Is soght for to be slayn;
ffull gryle may I grete,
My fomen and I mete;
Tell me, Ioseph, with mayn,
youre red.
Joseph
Shortly swedyll vs this swayn,
And fle hys dede.
Shortly swedyll vs this swayn,
And fle hys dede.
Mary
his ded wold I not se,
ffor all this warld, to wyn;
Alas! full wo were me,
In two if we shuld, twyn;
My chyld, so bright of ble,
To slo hym were pyte,
And a full hedus syn.
Dere Ioseph, what red ye?
his ded wold I not se,
ffor all this warld, to wyn;
Alas! full wo were me,
In two if we shuld, twyn;
My chyld, so bright of ble,
To slo hym were pyte,
And a full hedus syn.
Dere Ioseph, what red ye?
Joseph
Tyll egyp weynd shall we;
ffor-thi let be thi dyn
And cry.
Tyll egyp weynd shall we;
ffor-thi let be thi dyn
And cry.
Mary
how shall we theder wyn?
how shall we theder wyn?
Joseph
ffulle well wote I;
The best wyse that we may
hast vs outt of this here.
Ther is noght els to say
bot tytt pak vp oure gere;
ffor ferd of this affray,
lett vs weynd hens away,
Or any do vs dere.
ffulle well wote I;
The best wyse that we may
hast vs outt of this here.
Ther is noght els to say
bot tytt pak vp oure gere;
ffor ferd of this affray,
lett vs weynd hens away,
Or any do vs dere.
Mary
Greatt god, as he well may,
That shope both nyght and day,
ffrom wandreth he vs were,
And shame;
My chyld, how shuld, I bere
So far from hame?
Alas! I am full wo!
was neuer wyght so wyll!
Greatt god, as he well may,
That shope both nyght and day,
ffrom wandreth he vs were,
And shame;
My chyld, how shuld, I bere
So far from hame?
Alas! I am full wo!
was neuer wyght so wyll!
Joseph
God wote I may say so,
I haue mater ther tyll;
ffor I may vnyth go
To lede of land sich two;
No wonder if I be wyll,
And sythen has many a fo.
A, why wyll no ded me slo?
My lyfe I lyke yll
And sare;
he that all doyls may dyll,
he keyll my care!
So wyll a wyght as I,
In warld, was neuer man;
howsehold, and husbandry
ffull sore I may it ban;
That bargan dere I by.
yong men, bewar, red I:
wedyng makys me all wan.
Take me thi brydyll, mary;
Tent thou to that page grathly
with all the craft thou can;
And may
he that this warld, began,
wysh vs the way!
God wote I may say so,
I haue mater ther tyll;
ffor I may vnyth go
To lede of land sich two;
No wonder if I be wyll,
And sythen has many a fo.
A, why wyll no ded me slo?
My lyfe I lyke yll
And sare;
he that all doyls may dyll,
he keyll my care!
So wyll a wyght as I,
In warld, was neuer man;
howsehold, and husbandry
ffull sore I may it ban;
That bargan dere I by.
yong men, bewar, red I:
wedyng makys me all wan.
Take me thi brydyll, mary;
Tent thou to that page grathly
with all the craft thou can;
And may
he that this warld, began,
wysh vs the way!
Mary
Alas, full wo is me!
Is none so wyll as I!
My hart wold breke in thre,
My son to se hym dy.
Alas, full wo is me!
Is none so wyll as I!
My hart wold breke in thre,
My son to se hym dy.
Joseph
we! leyf mary, lett be,
And nothyng drede thou the,
Bot hard, hens lett vs hy;
To saue thi foode so fre,
ffast furth now lett vs fle,
Dere leyf;
To mete with his enmy,
It were a greatt myschefe,
And that wold, I not wore,
Away if we myght wyn;
My hart wold, be full sore,
In two to se you twyn.
Tyll egypp lett vs fare;
This pak, tyll I com thare,
To bere I shall not blyn:
ffor-thi haue thou no care;
If I may help the mare,
Thou fyndys no fawte me in,
I say.
God blys you more and myn,
And haue now all good day!
we! leyf mary, lett be,
And nothyng drede thou the,
Bot hard, hens lett vs hy;
To saue thi foode so fre,
ffast furth now lett vs fle,
Dere leyf;
To mete with his enmy,
It were a greatt myschefe,
And that wold, I not wore,
Away if we myght wyn;
My hart wold, be full sore,
In two to se you twyn.
Tyll egypp lett vs fare;
This pak, tyll I com thare,
To bere I shall not blyn:
ffor-thi haue thou no care;
If I may help the mare,
Thou fyndys no fawte me in,
I say.
God blys you more and myn,
And haue now all good day!
2022 Jan 21 20:05:23