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JOSEPH Marie, of mirthis we may us mene
And trewly telle betwixte us twoo
Of solempne sightis that we have sene
In that cité where we come froo.
MARIA Sertis, Joseph, ye will noght wene
What myrthis within my harte I maie
Sen that oure Sone with us has bene
And sene ther solempne sightis alswae.
JOSEPH Hamward I rede we hye
In all the myght we maye
Because of company
That will wende in oure waye.
For gode felawshippe have we founde
And ay so forward schall we fynde.
MARIA A, sir, where is oure semely Sone?
I trowe oure wittis be waste as wynde,
Allas, in bale thus am I boone.
What ayleth us both to be so blynde?
To go overe fast we have begonne
And late that lovely leve behynde.
JOSEPH Marie, mende thy chere,
For certis whan all is done
He comes with folke in feere
And will overetake us sone.
MARIA Overetake us sone, sir, certis nay,
Such gabbyngis may me noght begyle,
For we have travelde all this day
Fro Jerusalem many a myle.
JOSEPH I wende he hadde bene with us aye,
Awaye fro us how schulde he wyle?
MARIA Hit helpis nought such sawes to saie.
My barne is lost, allas the whille
That evere we wente theroute
With hym in companye;
We lokid overe late aboute,
Full wooe is me forthy.
For he is wente som wayes wrang
And non is worthy to wyte but wee.
JOSEPH Agaynewarde rede I that we gang
The right way to that same citee
To spire and spie all men emange,
For hardely homward is he.
MARIA Of sorowes sere schal be my sang
My semely Sone tille I hym see,
He is but twelve yere alde.
JOSEPH What way somevere he wendis,
Woman, we may be balde
To fynde hym with oure frendis.
I MAGISTER Maistirs, takes to me intente
And rede youre resouns right on rawes,
And all the pepull in this present,
Evere ilke man late see his sawes.
But witte I wolde, or we hens wente,
Be clargy clere if we couthe knawe
Yf any lede that liffe has lente
Wolde aught allegge agaynste oure lawe,
Owthir in more or lesse.
If we defaute myght feele,
Dewly we schall gar dresse
Be dome every ilk a dele.
II MAGISTER That was wele saide, so mot I thee,
Swilke notis to neven methynke wer nede,
For maistirs in this lande ar we
And has the lawes lelly to lede,
And doctoures also in oure degree
That demyng has of ilka dede.
Laye fourthe oure bokes belyve, late see
What mater moste were for oure mede.
III MAGISTER We schall ordayne so wele
Sen we all clergy knawe,
Defaute shall no man fele
Nowdir in dede ne sawe.
JESUS Lordingis, love be with you lentte
And mirthis be unto this mené.
I MAGISTER Sone, hense away, I wolde thou wente,
For othir haftis in hande have we.
II MAGISTER Sone, whoso thee hedir sente,
They were nought wise, that warne I thee,
For we have othir tales to tente
Than nowe with barnes bordand to be.
III MAGISTER Sone, yf thee list ought to lere
To lyve by Moyses laye,
Come hedir and thou shalle here
The sawes that we shall saye,
For in som mynde itt may thee brynge
To here oure reasouns redde by rawes.
JESUS To lerne of you nedis me nothing,
For I knawe both youre dedys and sawes.
I MAGISTER Nowe herken yone barne with his bowrdyng,
He wenes he kens more than we knawes.
We, nay, certis sone, thou arte overe yonge
By clergy yitt to knowe oure lawes.
JESUS I wote als wele as yhe
Howe that youre lawes wer wrought.
II MAGISTER Cum, sitte, sone schall we see,
For certis so semys it noght.
III MAGISTER Itt wer wondir that any wight
Untill oure reasouns right schulde reche,
And thou sais thou hast insight
Oure lawes truly to telle and teche?
JESUS The Holy Gost has on me light
And has anoynted me as a leche
And geven me pleyne poure and might
The kyngdom of hevene for to preche.
I MAGISTER Whens evere this barne may be
That shewes ther novellis nowe?
JESUS Certis, I was or ye
And schall be aftir you.
I MAGISTER Sone, of thy sawes, als have I cele,
And of thy witte is wondir thyng,
But neverethelesse fully I feele
Itt may falle wele in wirkyng,
For David demys of ilka dele
And sais thus of childir ying,
And of ther mouthes, he wate full wele
Oure Lord has parformed loving,
But yitt, Sone, schulde thou lette
Here for to speke overe large,
For where maistirs are mette
Childre wordis are noght to charge.
And if thou wolde nevere so fayne
Yf all thee liste to lere the lawe,
Thou arte nowthir of myght ne mayne
To kenne it as a clerke may knawe.
JESUS Sirs, I saie you for sartayne
That suthfast schal be all my sawe,
And poure have playnere and playne
To say and aunswer as me awe.
I DOCTOR Mastirs, what may this mene?
Mervayle methynke have I
Whens evere this barne have bene
That carpis thus connandly.
II DOCTOR Als wyde in worlde als we have wente,
Yitt fande we nevere swilke ferly fare,
For certis I trowe this barne be sente
Full soverandly to salve oure sare.
JESUS Sirs, I schall prove in youre present
Alle the sawes that I saide are.
III DOCTOR Why, whilke callest thou the firste comaundement
And the moste in Moyses lare?
JESUS Sirs, sen ye are sette on rowes,
And has youre bokes on brede,
Late se, sirs, in youre sawes
Howe right that ye can rede.
I DOCTOR I rede this is the firste bidding
That Moyses taught us here untill,
To honnoure God overe all thing
With all thy witte and all thi will,
And all thyn harte in hym schall hyng,
Erlye and late both lowde and still.
JESUS Ye nedis non othir bokes to bring
But fandis this for to fulfill.
The secounde may men preve
And clerly knawe, wherby
Youre neghbours shall ye love
Als youreselffe, sekirly.
This comaunded Moyses to all men
In his ten comaundementis clere,
In ther two biddingis, schall we kene,
Hyngis all the lawe that we shall lere.
Whoso ther two fulfilles then
With mayne and myght in goode manere,
He trulye fulfillis all the ten
That aftir folowes in feere.
Than schulde we God honnoure
With all youre myght and mayne
And love wele ilke a neghboure
Right as youreselfe certayne.
I DOCTOR Nowe, sone, sen thou haste tolde us two,
Whilke ar the eight, can thou ought saye?
JESUS The three biddis whareso ye goo,
That ye schall halowe the halyday;
Than is the fourthe for frende or foo
That fadir and modir honnoure ay.
The fifth you biddis noght for to sloo
No man nor woman by any way.
The sixth, suthly to see,
Comaundis both more and myne
That thei schalle fande to flee
All filthes of flesshely synne.
The seventh forbedis you to stele
Youre neghboures goodes, more or lesse,
Whilke fautez nowe are founden fele
Emang ther folke that ferly is.
The eighth lernes you for to be lele
Here for to bere no false witnesse.
Youre neghbours house, whillis ye have hele,
The ninth biddis take noght be stresse.
His wiffe nor his women
The tenth biddis noght coveyte.
Thez are the biddingis ten,
Whoso will lelly layte.
II DOCTOR Behalde howe he alleggis oure lawe
And lered nevere on boke to rede.
Full subtill sawes, methinketh, he saies
And also trewe, yf we take hede.
III DOCTOR Ya, late hym wende fourth on his wayes,
For and he dwelle, withouten drede,
The pepull schall full sone hym prayse
Wele more than us for all oure dede.
I DOCTOR Nay, nay, than wer we wrang;
Such speking wille we spare.
Als he come late hym gang,
And move us nowe no more.
MARIA A, dere Joseph, what is youre rede?
Of oure grete bale no bote may be;
Myne harte is hevy as any lede
My semely Sone tille hym I see.
Nowe have we sought in ilke a stede,
Bothe uppe and doune dayes thre,
And whedir that he be quyk or dede
Yitt wote we noght, so wo is me.
JOSEPH Mysese had nevere man more,
But mournyng may not mende.
I rede forther we fare
Till God som socoure sende.
Aboute yone Tempill if he be ought,
I wolde we wiste this ilke nyght.
MARIA A, sir, I see that we have sought.
In worlde was nevere so semely a sight.
Lo, where he sittis, ye se hym noght
Emong yone maistiris mekill of myght?
JOSEPH Now blist be he us hedir brought,
For in lande was nevere non so light.
MARIA A, dere Joseph, als we have cele,
Go furthe and fette youre sone and myne;
This daye is gone nere ilke a dele,
And we have nede for to gang hyne.
JOSEPH With men of myght can I not mell,
Than all my travayle mon I tyne;
I can noght with them, this wate thou wele:
They are so gay in furres fyne.
MARIA To tham youre herand for to say
Suthly ye thar noght drede no dele;
They will take rewarde to you allway
Because of elde, this wate ye wele.
JOSEPH When I come there, what schall I saye?
I wate nevere, als have I cele.
Sertis, Marie, thou will have me schamed for ay,
For I can nowthir croke nor knele.
MARIA Go we togedir, I halde it beste,
Unto yone worthy wysse in wede,
And yf I see, als have I reste,
That ye will noght, than bus me nede.
JOSEPH Gange on, Marie, and telle thy tale firste.
Thy Sone to thee will take goode heede.
Wende fourth, Marie, and do thy beste;
I come behynde, als God me spede.
MARIA A, dere sone Jesus,
Sen we love thee allone,
Why dosse thou thus till us
And gares us make swilke mone?
Thy fadir and I betwyxte us twa,
Son, for thy love has likid ill;
We have thee sought both to and froo,
Wepand full sore as wightis will.
JESUS Wherto shulde ye seke me soo?
Oftetymes it hase ben tolde you till:
My Fadir werkis, for wele or woo,
Thus am I sente for to fulfyll.
MARIA There sawes, als have I cele,
Can I noght undirstande;
I schall thynk on tham wele
To fonde what is folowand.
JOSEPH Now sothely, Sone, the sight of thee
Hath salved us of all oure sore;
Come furth, Sone, with thi modir and me,
Att Nazareth I wolde we wore.
JESUS Beleves wele, lordis free,
For with my frendis nowe will I fare.
I DOCTOR Nowe, Sone, wher thou schall bide or be,
Gode make thee gode man evermore.
No wondir if yone wiffe
Of his fynding be full fayne;
He schall, and he have liff,
Prove till a praty swayne.
But Sone, loke that thou layne for gud or ill
The note that we have nemed her nowe,
And if it like thee to lende her stille,
And wonne with us, welcome art thowe.
JESUS Graunt mercy, sirs, of youre gode will.
No lenger liste me lende with you;
My frendis thoughtis I wol fulfille
And to ther bidding baynely bowe.
MARIA Full wele is us this tyde;
Nowe maye we make goode chere.
JOSEPH No lenger will we bide;
Fares wele, all folke in feere.
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speak
(see note)
believe
also
Homeward; advise; go
(see note)
(i.e., we were empty headed)
caught (bound)
too fast
left; loved one; (t-note)
in company
talk; deceive
thought; been
wander away
words
child
too late
wrong ways
blame
Back again; advise; go
inquire; among
hardly (not likely)
many; song
handsome
(see note)
soever; (t-note)
bold
pay attention to me; (see note); (t-note)
expound; rows (in order)
let; sayings (words)
know
could know
man
allege (challenge); (t-note)
error
Duly; begin to address
By judgment everything completely
might I thrive
Such evidence to identify; needful
truly; read (i.e., teach)
judging; each deed (thing)
quickly; (see note)
ordain so well
Since
Error
saying
praise; given
company
matters
attend to
jesting (playing)
learn
law; (t-note)
hear
words
hear; expounded; rows (in order)
sayings
jesting; (t-note)
thinks; knows
too young
yet to have knowledge of
as well; (see note)
soon
person
understand
redeemer
power
preach
(i.e., where is he from)
shows; marvelous things
existed before you
health (well-being)
emerge; performance; (see note)
judges in every way; (see note)
young
knew
praises
forbear
encountered
(i.e., irrelevant)
gladly
are inclined
neither
understand
certain
truthful; sayings
power; complete and without ambiguity
ought; (t-note)
speaks; expertly; (t-note)
found; remarkable matter; (t-note)
remedy; suffering
presence
sayings; ere
lore (teachings)
rows
books opened
correctly; expound
(see note)
hang
If [you] attempt
prove; (see note)
certainly
these; commandments; know
Hangs; must learn
(t-note)
power
Sabbath
slay
attempt
steal; (t-note)
faults; found [to be] many (common)
wondrous
teaches; truthful
health
force
faithfully seek
expounds; (see note)
(was) taught
wrong [to think thus]
let; go
advice
sorrow; help
lead
(t-note)
(t-note)
alive
Unease (Discomfort)
learn
(see note); (t-note)
happy
fetch
nearly over; (t-note)
go hence
mix (associate)
effort; lose
know
(see note)
message
not at all
pay attention
(see note)
health (well-being)
bow or kneel
wise [ones] in garments
then must I help
(t-note)
do you this to
cause
(t-note)
have been worried; (t-note)
(t-note)
Weeping
Father’s business; (see note)
discover; following
cured
were
(t-note)
[to be a] good
glad
(t-note)
clever squire
be silent
matter; spoken of here
remain here
dwell
do I desire to remain
obediently
in company; (t-note)
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