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7.e. Joseph's Trouble





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Joseph
Mary
Angel

Allmyghty God, what may this be?
Of Mary my wyfe mervels me:
Alas, what has she wroght?
A, hyr body is grete and she with childe.
For me was she never fylyd;
Therfor myin is it noght.

I irke full sore with my lyfe
That ever I wed so yong a wyfe;
That bargan may I ban.
To me it was a carefull dede.
I myght well wyt that yowthede
Wold have lykyng of man.

I am old, sothly to say.
Passed I am all prevay play;
The gams fro me ar gane.
It is ill cowpled of youth and elde.
I wote well, for I am unwelde,
Som othere has she tane.

She is with chyld, I wote never how.
Now who wold any woman trow?
Certys, no man that can any goode.
I wote not in the warld what I shuld do,
Bot now then wyll I weynd hyr to
And wytt who owe that foode.

Hayll, Mary, and well ye be.
Why, bot woman, what chere with thee?
The better, syr, for you.
So wold I, woman, that ye wore,
Bot certys, Mary, I rew full sore
It standys so with thee now.

Bot of a thyng frayn thee I shall:
Who owe this child thou gose withall?
Syr, ye and God of heven.
Myne, Mary? Do way thi dyn.
That I shuld oght have parte therin
Thou nedys it not to neven. 1

Wherto nevyns thou me therto?
I had never with thee to do.
How shuld it then be myne?
Whos is that chyld, so God thee spede?
Syr, Godys and yowrs, withouten drede.
That word had thou to tyne,

For it is right full far me fro,
And I forthynkys thou has done so
Thise ill dedys bedene,
And if thou speke thiself to spyll
It is full sore agans my wyll,
If better myght have bene.

At Godys wyll, Joseph, must it be,
For certanly bot God and ye
I know none othere man,
For fleshly was I never fylyd.
How shuld thou thus then be with chyld?
Excuse thee well thou can.

I blame thee not, so God me save,
Woman maners if that thou have,
Bot certys, I say thee this:
Well wote thou, and so do I,
Thi body fames thee openly
That thou has done amys.

Yee, God he knowys all my doyng.
Wé, now, this is a wonder thyng.
I can noght say therto
Bot in my hart I have greatt care,
And ay the longer mare and mare.
For doyll what shall I do?

Godys and myn she says it is.
I wyll not fader it; she says amys.
For shame, yit shuld she let
To excuse hir velany by me?
With hir I thynk no longer be;
I rew that ever we met.

And how we met ye shall wyt sone.
Men use yong chyldren for to done
In temple for to lere; 2
Soo dyd thay hir to she wex more
Then othere madyns wyse of lore.
Then byshopes sayd to hir,

“Mary, thee behowfys to take
Som yong man to be thi make,
As thou seys other hane,
In the temple which thou wyll neven.”
And she sayd, “none bot God of heven,”
To hym she had hir tane.

She wold none othere for any sagh.
Thay sayd she must, it was the lagh;
She was of age thertill.
To the temple thay somond old and ying,
All of Juda ofspryng,
The law for to fulfill.

Thay gaf ich man a white wand
And bad us bere them in oure hande
To offre with good intent.
Thay offerd thare yerdys up in that tyde.
For I was old I stode besyde;
I wyst not what thay ment.

Thay lakyd oone, thay sayde in hy.
All had offerd, thay sayd, bot I,
For I ay withdrogh me.
Furth with my wande thay mayd me com;
In my hand it floryshed with blome.
Then sayde thay all to me,

“If thou be old, mervell not thee,
For God of heven thus ordans he:
Thi wand shewys openly;
It florishes so withouten nay
That thee behovys wed Mary the may.”
A sory man then was I.

I was full sory in my thoght.
I sayde for old I myght noght
Hir have never-the-wheder;
I was unlykely to hir so yong.
Thay sayde ther helpyd none excusyng
And wed us thus togeder.

When I all thus had wed hir thare,
We and foure madyns home can fare
That kyngys doghters were.
All wroght thay sylk to fynd them on; 3
Marie wroght purpyll, the oder none
Bot othere colers sere.

I left thaym in good peasse, wenyd I.
Into the contré I went on hy
My craft to use with mayn;
To gett oure lyfyng I must nede.
On Marie I prayd them take good hede
To that I cam agane.

Neyn monethes was I fro that myld;
When I cam home, she was with chyld.
Alas, I sayd, for shame.
I askyd ther women who that had done
And thay me sayde an angell sone
Syn that I went from hame.

“An angell spake with that wyght
And no man els, bi day nor nyght,
Sir, therof be ye bold.”
Thay excusyd hir thus sothly
To make hir clene of hir foly
And babyshed me that was old.

Shuld an angell this dede have wroght?
Sich excusyng helpys noght,
For no craft that thay can.
A hevenly thyng forsothe is he
And she is erthly; this may not be,
It is som othere man.

Certys, I forthynk sore of hir dede
Bot it is long of yowthhede
All sich wanton playes,
For yong women wyll nedys play them
With yong men if old forsake them;
Thus it is sene always.

Bot Marie and I playd never so sam.
Never togeder we usid that gam;
I cam hir never so nere.

She is as clene as cristall clyfe
For me, and shal be whyls I lyf.
The law wyll it be so,
And then am I cause of hir dede;
Forthi then can I now no rede.
Alas, what I am wo.

And sothly if it so befall
Godys son that she be with all,
If sich grace myght betyde,
I wote well that I am not he
Which that is worthi to be
That blyssed body besyde,

Nor yit to be in company.
To wyldernes I will forthi
Enfors me for to fare,
And never longer with hir dele,
Bot stylly shall I from hir stele
That mete shall we no mare.

Do wa, Joseph, and mend thy thoght.
I warne thee well and weynd thou noght
To wyldernes so wylde.
Turne home to thi spouse agane;
Look thou deme in hir no trane,
For she was never fylde.

Wyte thou no wyrkyng of werkys wast;
She hase consavyd the Holy Gast,
And she shall bere Godys son.
Forthy with hir in thi degré
Meke and buxom looke thou be,
And with hir dwell and won.

A, Lord, I lofe thee all alon
That vowches safe that I be oone
To tent that chyld so ying,
I that thus have ungrathly gone
And untruly taken apon
Mary, that dere darlyng.

I rewe full sore that I have sayde
And of hir byrdyng hir upbrade,
And she not gylty is.
Forthy to hir now wyll I weynde
And pray hir for to be my freynde
And aske hir forgyfnes.

A, Mary, wyfe, what chere?
The better, syr, that ye ar here.
Thus long where have ye lent?
Certys, walkyd aboute lyke a fon
That wrangwysly hase taken apon.
I wyst never what I ment.

Bot I wote well, my lemman fre,
I have trespast to God and thee.
Forgyf me, I thee pray.
Now all that ever ye sayde me to,
God forgyf you, and I do
With all the myght I may.

Gramercy, Mary, thi good wyll,
So kyndly forgyfys that I sayde yll
When I can thee upbrade.
Bot well is hym hase sich a fode,
A meke wyf withouten goode;
He may well hold hym payde.

A, what I am light as lynde.
He that may both lowse and bynde
And every mys amend
Leyn me grace powere and myght
My wyfe and hir swete yong wight
To kepe to my lyfys ende.
 




[fol. 29v]
amazes
done
large; (see note)
By me; violated
mine

feel deeply troubled by

business; curse

know; youth; (see note)



sexual intimacy
games; gone

impotent
taken

know not
trust


go to her
owns; child; (see note)

(see note)






I will inquire [of] you


Stop your noise

mention

Why name



doubtless
forget

has nothing to do with me
regret that
together
destroy; (see note)




except for

defiled




Women’s


defames




say nothing

more and more
sorrow; (see note)

mine
speaks falsely

villainy
(t-note)
regret

(see note)

teach
until she grew
learning


you should
mate
As you see others have done
name

taken

(see note)
law
for that
summoned



gave


wands; time
Because
knew

lacked; in haste

withdrew

flourished; bloom





doubt
you should; maid
sorry


because of my age
nonetheless
unsuitable




maidens; go; (t-note)

(see note)
others
various other colors

I thought
in haste
might
living

Until

mild one; (t-note)



soon
since

creature

confident


scorned




truly



Certainly; regret
because of youth





together; (see note)



cut crystal

(see note)
death
advice


truly

occur





therefore
Force myself to go

stealthily; steal
(see note)

away



consider; treachery
defiled

Blame no doing of idle deeds
conceived by; (see note); (t-note)

Therefore

live


grants
attend to; young
wrongly
dealt with


deeply regret that which
birthing; reproached

Therefore; go
beg
forgiveness



been
fool
wrongly
knew

beloved






thank you [for]


[who] has such a person
without possessions
well-paid (lucky)

linden tree; (see note)
(see note)
sin
Give