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SATHAN Now Belyard and Belzabub, ye derwurthy devel of helle And wysest of councel amongys all the rowte: Herke now what I sey! A tale I shall yow telle That trobelyth sore my stomak, therof I have grett dowte! BELYALL Syr Sathanas, oure sovereyn syre, with thee wol we dwelle! All redy at thi byddynge to thee do we lowte! If thu have any nede of oure wyse counselle, Telle us now thi qwestyon, all out and oute Sey al thi dowte, bedene. BELSABUB Ya, sere, telle us thi dowte by and by And we shul telle thee so sekyrly That thu shalt know verryly What thi dowte doth mene. SATHAN The dowte that I have — it is of Cryst, iwys: Born he was in Bedleem, as it is seyd, And many a man wenyth that Goddys sone he is, Born of a woman, and she a clene mayd. And all that evyr he prechyth, it is of hevyn blys. He wyl lese oure lawe — I am ryght sore afrayd! Fayn wold I knowe who were fadyr his, For of this grett dowte I am sore dysmayd, Indede! If that he be Goddys childe And born of a mayd mylde, Than be we ryght sore begylde And short shal ben oure spede. Therfore, serys, sumwhat that ye shewe In this grett dowth what is best to do: If he be Goddys sone, he wyl brede a shrewe And werke us mech wrake, both wrech and woo! Sorwe and care he wyl sone strewe! All oure gode days than shulde sone be goo, And all oure lore and all oure lawe he wyl down hewe, And than be we all lorn if that it be soo! He wyll don us all tene; He wyll be lorde over hevyn and helle, And feche awey all oure catelle! Therfore, shewe now sum good counselle, What comfort may best bene. BELYALL The best wytt that I kan say — Hym to tempte, forsoth, it is. With sotyl whylys, if that thu may Asay to make hym to don amys. If that he synne — this is no nay — He may nat be Kynge of Blys! Hym to tempte, go walke thi way For best counsell I trowe be this — Go forth now and assay. BELSABUB The best wytt I hold it be: Hym to tempte in synnys thre, The whiche mankende is frelté Doth falle sonest alway. SATHAN So afftyr youre wytt now wyll I werke. I wyll no lengere here abyde. Be he nevyr so wyse a clerke, I shal apposyn hym withinne a tyde. BELSABUB Now lovely Lucyfer in helle so derke, Kynge and lorde of synne and pryde, With sum myst his wyttys to merke, He send thee grace to be thi gyde And evyrmore be thi spede. BELYALL All the develys that ben in helle Shul pray to Mahound, as I thee telle That thu mayst spede this jurney well And comforte thee in this dede. JHESUS Fourty days and fourty nyght Now have I fastyd for mannys sake. A more grett hungyr had nevyr no wyght Than I myself begynne to take! For hungyr in peyn, stronge am I pyght, And bred have I non, myn hungyr for to slake. A lytel of a loof relese myn hungyr myght, But mursele have I non, my comforte for to make. This suffyr I, man, for thee — For thi glotenye and metys wronge I suffyr for thee, this hungyr stronge! I am afferde it wyl be longe Or thu do thus for me. SATHAN The Sone of God if that thu be, Be the grett myght of thi Godhede, Turne these flyntys, anon lett se, From arde stonys to tendyr brede! More bettyr it is as I telle thee, Wysely to werke aftyr my reed And shewe thi myght of grett majesté Than thorwe grett hungyr for to be dede! These stonys now bred thu make, Goddys Sone, if that thu be. Make these stonys bred, lett se! Than mayste thu ete ryght good plenté, Thyn hungyr for to slake. JHESUS Nott only be bred mannys lyff yitt stood But in the Wurde of God, as I thee say! To mannys sowle is nevyr mete so good As is the Wurd of God that prechid is alway! Bred materyal doth norch blood, But to mannys sowle — this is no nay — Nevyrmore may be a betyr food Than the Wurd of God that lestyth ay. To here Goddys Wurde, therfore, man, love: Thi body doth love materal brede. Withoute the Wurde of God, thi soule is but dede. To love prechynge, therfore, I rede, If thu wylt duellyn in blysse above. SATHAN For no grett hungyr that I kan se In glotony thu wylt not synne. Now to the temple com forth with me, And ther shal I shewe thee a praty gynne! Up to this pynnacle now go we. I shal thee sett on the hyghest pynne. Ther I preve what that thu be. Or that we tweyn part atwynne, I shal knowe what myght thu have. |
excellent devils; (see note) among; company; (t-note) troubles; doubt; (see note) will bow completely Express; doubt (fear), indeed; (see note); (t-note) so surely truly (see note) indeed Bethlehem believes; God’s virgin; (t-note) heaven’s bliss will destroy Gladly; his father doubt God’s mild maiden Then; totally beguiled; (t-note) success; (t-note) sirs; in some degree; (see note) God’s; cause a wicked result work; much harm; pain soon spread good; soon be gone teaching; cut down; (t-note) then; lost; (t-note) do us all harm fetch; chattel (souls) best be plan truly subtle wiles Try; to do amiss this is for sure think test [him] plan three sins; (see note) mankind’s frailty quickly advice stay Even if he’s the wisest test; in a moment dark; (see note) mist; wits to dull May he help devils; are Shall; Mohammed succeed in deed; (t-note) (see note) man’s no one fixed bread; none; to appease a loaf morsel; none gluttony; sinful meals; (see note) afraid; a long time Before By rocks, now let’s see hard stones; bread work; advice great power through; to be dead God’s let’s see Then; eat to lessen by bread man’s life; (see note) Word man’s; food is preached Physical bread; nourish man’s soul; this is the truth lasts forever hear God’s Word; (see note); (t-note) physical bread Word; dead advise will dwell show; clever trick (see note) point prove Before we part powers |
[Hic ascendit Deus pinnaculum templi dum diabolus dicit quod sequitur:1 |
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Whan thu art sett upon the pynnacle, Thu shalt ther pleyn a qweynt steracle Or ellys shewe a grett meracle, Thysself from hurte thu save. |
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[Hic Satanas ponit Ihesum super pinnaculum, dicens: 2; (see note) |
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Now if thu be Goddys Sone of myght, Ryght down to the erth anon thu falle, And save thisylf in every plyght, From harm and hurte and scappys alle! For it is wretyn: with aungelys bryght That ben in hevyn, thi Faderys halle, Thee to kepe, both day and nyght, Shul be ful redy as thi thralle, Hurt that thu non have. That thu stomele not ageyn the ston And hurt thi fote as thu dost gon Aungell be redy, all everychon, In weys thee to save. JHESUS It is wretyn in Holy Book: “Thi Lorde God thu shalt not tempte.” All thynge must obeye to Goddys look. Out of his myght is non exempt. Out of thi cursydnes and cruel crook, By Godys grace, man shal be redempt! Whan thu to helle, thi brennynge brook To endles peyne shal evyr be dempt, Therin alwey to abyde. Thi Lorde God thu tempt no more — It is nott syttenge to thi lore. I bydde thee sese anon, therfore, And tempte God in no tyde. SATHAN Ow, in gloteny nor in veynglory it doth ryght nott avayl! Cryst for to tempt, it profyteth me ryght nought! I must now begynne to have a newe travayl: In covetyse to tempt hym it comyth now in my thought, For if I went thus away and shrynkyd as a snayle, Lorn were the labore all that I have wrought. Therfore in covetyse oure syre I shal asayle And assay into that synne yf he may be brought. Anon, forthryght. Syr, yitt onys I pray to thee: To this hygh hyl com forth with me — I shal thee shewe many a ceté And many a wurthy syght. |
God’s soon danger slips by means of angels; (t-note) Father’s mansion guard Shall; servants; (t-note) So that you will not stumble; against foot; go Angels; all of them the Bible be obedient in God’s eyes nothing; (t-note) clutches redeemed burning; (t-note) damned to remain fitting; doctrine cease now never does no good; (see note) nothing approach; (t-note) covetous Lost; done assail see if Right now yet one more time show; city |
[Tunc Ihesus transit cum diabolo super montem, et diabolus dicit: 3 |
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Into the northe loke forth evyn pleyn: The towre of Babolony ther mayst thu se; The ceté of Jerusalem stondyth ther ageyn; And evyn fast therby stondyth Galylé; Nazareth, Naverne, and the kyngdom of Spayn; Zabulon and Neptalym — that is a rych countré; Bothe Zebee and Salmana thu mayst se, serteyn; Itayl and Archage, that wurthy remys be; Both Januense and Jurye; Rome doth stonde before thee ryght; The Temple of Salamon, as sylver bryght; And here mayst thu se opynly with syght Both Fraunce and Normandye. Turne thee now and this syde, and se here Lumbardye, Of spycery ther growyth many an hundryd balys; Archas and Aragon and grett Almonye; Parys and Portyngale and the town of Galys; Pownteys and Poperynge and also Pycardye; Erlonde, Scottlonde, and the londe of Walys; Grete pylis and castellys thu mayst se with eye! Ya, and all the wyd werde — withoute mo talys — All this longygh to me. If thu wylt knele down to the grownde And wurchepp me now in this stownde, All this world that is so rownd I shal it gyve to thee. JHESUS Go abak, thu fowle Sathanas! In Holy Scrypture, wretyn it is, Thi Lorde God to wurchipp in every plas, As for his thrall and thu servaunt his. SATHAN Out, out! Harrow! Alas, alas! I woundyr sore — what is he, this? I cannot brynge hym to no trespas Nere be no synne to don amys! He byddyth me gon abakke! What that he is I kannot se — Whethyr God or man, what that he be? I kannot telle in no degré! For sorwe I lete a crakke. |
look staight ahead; (see note) Babylon near Navarre; (see note) Zebulon; Nephtali certainly see Italy; Arcady; realms Genoa(?); Judea right before you Solomon see clearly Lombardy spices; bales Arcas; Germany Paris; Portugal; Galicia Poitiers;Poperinghe Ireland, Scotland; Wales towers; castles world belongs this instant (t-note) Get away place As if you [were]; slave greatly wonder (t-note) Nor by; do wrong go away discern in any way sorrow; a fart; (see note) |
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JHESUS Now all mankende exaumple take By these grete werkys that thu dost se How that the devyll of helle so blake, In synne was besy to tempte me. For all hise maystryes that he dyd make, He is overcom and now doth fle! All this I suffyr for mannys sake, To teche thee how thu shalt rewle thee. Whan the devylle dothe thee assayle, Loke thu concente nevyr to synne, For no sleytys, ne for no gynne. And than the victory shalt thu wynne: The devyl shal lesyn all his travayl. To suffyr temptacyon, it is grett peyn: If thu withstonde it, thu wynnyst grett mede Of God, the more grace thu hast serteyn. If thu withsett the devyl in his dede, Thow that the fende tempt thee ageyn, Of his power take thu no drede, For God hath thee govyn both myght and mayn. Hym for to withsytt, evyr at nede, Thu hast more myght than he. Whan the devyl doth tempte thee, thoo, Shewe thi myght agens thi foo Whan thi sowle partyth thee froo In blysse, than, shal it be. Amen. |
great works so black busy cunning tricks man’s conduct yourselves consent tricks, nor; wiles then waste; work win great rewards certainly resist; deeds Even though; fiend; again no fear given; strength; (see note) to resist When; though against; foe soul parts from you then (see note); (t-note) |