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5.a. Isaac








ISAAC



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JACOB
ISAAC


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JACOB



ESAU
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ISAAC
ESAU

ISAAC

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ESAU
ISAAC

ESAU
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ISAAC


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ESAU



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REBECCA



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ISAAC
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REBECCA

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JACOB
REBECCA
[fol. 16v]
60



JACOB
ISAAC
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JACOB
ISAAC
REBECCA
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Isaac
Jacob
Esau
Rebecca

[…]

Com nere, son, and kys me,
That I may feyle the smell of thee.
The smell of my son is lyke
To a feld with flouris or hony bike.
Where art thou, Esaw, my son?
Here, fader, and askys youre benyson,
The blyssyng my fader gaf to me,
God of heven and I gif thee.
God gif thee plenté grete
Of wyne, of oyll, and of whete,
And graunt thi childre all
To worship thee, both grete and small.
Whoso thee blyssys, blyssed be he;
Whoso thee waris, wared be he.
Now has thou my grete blyssyng;
Love thee shall all thyne ofspryng.
Go now wheder thou has to go.
Graunt mercy, syr, I will do so.

Recedet Iacob. 1

Have ete, fader, of myn huntyng,
And gif me sythen youre blyssyng.
Who is that?
                     I, youre son;
Esaw bryngys you venyson.
Who was that was right now here
And broght me bruet of a dere?
I ete well and blyssyd hym,
And he is blyssyd ich a lym.
Alas, I may grete and sob.
Thou art begylyd thrugh Jacob
That is thyne awne german brother.
Have ye kepyd me none other
Blyssyng then ye set hym one?
Sich another have I none,
Bot God gif thee to thyn handband
The dew of heven and frute of land;
Other then this can I not say.
Now alas and waloway!
May I with that tratoure mete,
My faders dayes shall com with grete,
And my moders also;
May I hym mete I shall hym slo.
Isaac, it were my deth
If Jacob weddeth in kynd of Heth. 2
I will send hym to Aran;
There my brothere dwellys, Laban,
And there may he serve in peasse
Till his brothers wrath will seasse.
Why shuld I apon a day
Loyse both my sonnes? Better nay.
Thou says soth, wife; call hym heder
And let us tell hym where and wheder
That he may fle Esaw,
That us both hetys bale to brew.
Jacob, son, thi fader and I
Wold speke with thee; com stand us by.
Out of contry must thou fle
That Esaw slo not thee.
Whederward shuld I go, dame?
To Mesopotameam,
To my brothere and thyn eme
That dwellys besyde Jordan streme,
And ther may thou with hym won.
To Esaw myne other son
Forget, and all his wrath be dede.
I will go, fader, at youre rede.
Yei, son, do as thi moder says;
Com, kys us both and weynd thi ways.

Et osculatur. 3

Have good day, syr and dame.
God sheld thee, son, from syn and shame.
And gif thee grace good man to be,
And send me glad tythyngys to thee.

Explicit Isaac. 4







near; [fol. 16r]
feel

field; honeycomb

benediction
gave

great quantity

children

blesses, blessed
curses, cursed


wherever




eat
afterwards




broth

in every limb
weep
deceived by
of the same parents
reserved


covenant
fruit

(see note)
meet
weeping

slay
death
(see note)
(see note)


cease

Lose
[the] truth; here
why and where to go

promises to do us both injury


country
slay


uncle
river; (see note)
live
Until





(t-note)




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