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Play 1, The Creation of the Angels and the Fall of Lucifer

The Barkers
 







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[DEUS]   Ego sum Alpha et O[mega], vita, via,
Veritas primus et novissimus.1

I am gracyus and grete, God withoutyn begynnyng,
I am maker unmade, all mighte es in me.
I am lyfe and way unto welth wynnyng;
I am formaste and fyrste, als I byd sall it be.
My blyssyng o ble sall be blendyng
And heldand, fro harme to be hydande,
My body in blys ay abydande
Unendande, withoutyn any endyng.

Sen I am maker unmade, and most es of mighte,
And ay sall be endeles, and noghte es but I,
Unto my dygnyté dere sall diewly be dyghte
A place full of plenté to my plesyng at ply;
And therewith als wyll I have wroght
Many dyvers doynges bedene
Whilke warke sall mekely contene,
And all sall be made even of noghte.

But onely the worthely warke of my wyll
In my sprete sall enspyre the mighte of me,
And in the fyrste, faythely, my thoghte to fullfyll,
Baynely in my blyssyng I byd at here be
A blys al beledande abowte me;
In the whilke blys I byde at be here
Nyen ordres of aungels full clere,
In lovyng aylastande at lowte me.



(see note)


foremost; shall
of [my] countenance; dazzling
pouring out; protecting; (t-note)
always abiding
(t-note)



dignity; be made
to design

now
continue


worthy work
spirit
truly
Now; command to be here
all supporting

Nine; (see note)
praise everlasting; worship
  Tunc cantant angeli, Te Deum laudamus, te Dominum confitemur.2; (see note); (t-note)
 
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Here undernethe me nowe a nexile I neven,
Whilke ile sall be erthe, now all be at ones
Erthe haly and helle, this hegheste be heven;
And that welth sall welde sall won in this wones.
This graunte I yowe, mynysters myne,
To whils yhe ar stabill in thoghte,
And also to thaime that ar noghte
Be put to my presone at pyne.

Of all the mightes I have made, moste nexte after me
I make thee als master and merour of my mighte.
I beelde thee here baynely in blys for to be,
I name thee for Lucifer, als berar of lyghte.
Nothyng here sall thee be derand;
In this blis sall be yhour beeldyng
And have all welth in youre weledyng,
Ay whils yhe ar buxumly berande.
wing (as of building) I name; (see note)
isle
wholly
wield; dwell in these places; (t-note)

As long as you

in suffering

powerful ones
reflector; (t-note)
set; obediently
(see note)
injuring
dwelling place
will (power); (t-note)
humbly behaving
  Tunc cantant angeli, Sanctus, sanctus, sanctus, Dominus Deus Sabaoth.3; (see note); (t-note)
 




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I ANGELUS SERAPHYN   A, mercyfull maker, full mekill es thi mighte
That all this warke at a worde worthely has wroghte.
Ay loved be that lufly lorde of his lighte
That us thus mighty has made, that nowe was righte noghte,
In blys for to byde in hys blyssyng.
Aylastande, in luf lat us lowte hym,
At beelde us thus baynely abowete hym,
Of myrthe nevermore to have myssyng.

I ANGELUS DEFICIENS, LUCIFERE   All the myrth that es made es markide in me.
The bemes of my brighthode ar byrnande so bryghte,
And I so semely in syghte myselfe now I se,
For lyke a lorde am I lefte to lende in this lighte.
More fayrear be far than my feres,
In me is no poynte that may payre.
I fele me fetys and fayre,
My powar es passande my peres.

ANGELUS CHERABYN   Lord, wyth a lastande luf we love thee allone,
Thou mightefull maker that markid us and made us,
And wroghte us thus worthely to wone in this wones,
Ther never felyng of fylth may full us nor fade us.
All blys es here beeldande aboute us,
To whyls we are stabyll in thoughte
In the worschipp of hym that us wroght,
Of dere never thar us more dowte us.

II ANGELUS DEFICIENS   O, what I am fetys and fayre and fygured full fytt!4
The forme of all fayrehede apon me es feste.
All welth in my weelde es, I wote be my wytte:
The bemes of my bryghthede are bygged with the beste.
My schewyng es schemerande and schynande,
So bygly to blys am I broghte.
Me nedes for to noy me righte noghte:
Here sall never payne me be pynande.

ANGELUS SERAPHYN   With all the wytt at we welde we woyrschip thi wyll,
Thou gloryus God that es grunde of all grace.
Ay with stedefaste steven lat us stande styll,
Lorde, to be fede with the fode of thi fayre face.
In lyfe that es lely aylastande,
Thi dale, Lorde, es ay daynetethly delande,
And whoso that fode may be felande,
To se thi fayre face es noght fastande.

I ANGELUS DEFECIENS, LUCIFER
Owe, certes, what I am worthely wroghte with wyrschip, iwys,
For in a glorius gle my gleteryng it glemes,
I am so mightyly made my mirth may noghte mys.
Ay sall I byde in this blys thorowe brightnes of bemes.
Me nedes noghte of noy for to neven.
All welth in my welde have I weledande,
Abowne yhit sall I be beeldand,
On heghte in the hyeste of hewven.

Ther sall I set myselfe, full semely to seyghte,
To ressayve my reverence thorowe righte o renowne.
I sall be lyke unto hym that es hyeste on heghte —
Owe, what I am derworth and defte.
                            Owe, Dewes, all goes downe!
My mighte and my mayne es all marrande.
Helpe, felawes, in faythe I am fallande.

II ANGELUS SERAPHYN   Fra heven are we heledande on all hande.
To wo are we weendande, I warande.

LUCIFER, DEIABOLUS IN INFERNO   Owte, owte! harrowe!
                 Helples, slyke hote at es here!
This es a dongon of dole that I am to dyghte!
Whare es my kynde become, so cumly and clere?
Nowe am I laytheste, allas, that are was lighte.
My bryghtnes es blakkeste and blo nowe;
My bale es ay betande and brynande:
That gares ane go gowlande and gyrnande.
Owte, ay walaway! I well enew in wo nowe!

II DIABILUS   Owte, owte! I go wode for wo! My wytte es all wente nowe.
All oure fode es but filth we fynde us beforn.
We that ware beelded in blys in bale are we brent nowe.
Owte on thee, Lucifer, lurdan, oure lyghte has thou lorne!
Thi dedes to this dole nowe has dyghte us.
To spill us thou was oure spedar,
For thow was oure lyghte and oure ledar,
The hegheste of heven hade thou hyght us.

LUCIFER IN INFERNO   Walaway, wa es me now, nowe es it war thane it was!
Unthryvandely threpe yhe, I sayde but a thoghte.

II DIABOLUS   We, lurdane, thou lost us!

LUCIFER IN INFERNO                         Yhe ly, owte, allas!
I wyste noghte this wo sculde be wroghte.
Owte on yhow, lurdans, yhe smore me in smoke.

II DIABOLUS   This wo has thou wroghte us.

LUCIFER IN INFERNO                              Yhe ly, yhe ly!

II DIABOLUS   Thou lyes, and that sall thou by:
We, lurdane, have at yowe, lat loke!

ANGELUS CHERUBYN   A, Lorde, lovid be thi name that us this lyghte lente
Sen Lucifer oure ledar es lighted so lawe,
For hys unbuxumnes in bale to be brente,
Thi rightewysnes to rewarde on rowe
Ilke warke eftyr is wroghte.
Thorowe grace of thi mercyfull myghte,
The cause I se itt in syghte,
Wharefore to bale he es broghte.

DEUS   Those foles for thaire fayrehede in fantasyes fell
And hade mayne of mi mighte that marked tham and made tham,
Forthi efter thaire warkes were, in wo sall thai well,
For sum ar fallen into fylthe that evermore sall fade tham
And never sall have grace for to gyrth tham.
So passande of power tham thoght tham,
Thai wolde noght me worschip that wroghte tham;
Forthi sall my wreth ever go with tham.

Ande all that me wyrschippe sall wone here, iwys;
Forthi more forthe of my warke wyrke nowe I will.
Syn than ther mighte es for-marryde that mente all omys,5
Even to myne awne fygure this blys to fulfyll,
Mankynde of moulde will I make.
But fyrste wille I fourme hym before
All thyng that sall hym restore,
To whilke that his talente will take.

Ande in my fyrste makyng, to mustyr my mighte,
Sen erthe es vayne and voyde, and myrknes emel,
I byd in my blyssyng yhe aungels gyf lyghte
To the erthe, for it faded when the fendes fell.
In hell sall never myrknes be myssande,
The myrknes thus name I for nighte,
The day that call I this lyghte.
My after warkes sall thai be wyssande.

Ande nowe in my blyssyng I twyne tham in two,
The nighte even fro the day, so that thai mete never,
But ather in a kynde courese thaire gates for to go;
Bothe the nighte and the day, does dewly yhour deyver,
To all I sall wirke be yhe wysshyng.
This day warke es done ilke a dele,
And all this warke lykes me ryght wele,
And baynely I gyf it my blyssyng.
great
(t-note)
praised be


Everlasting; praise let us worship
That we flourish; now
be lacking


radiance; burning

exist
fairer; companions
become less
fine



ordained
to dwell in this place
befoul; darken; (see note)
dwelling
As long as; constant; (see note)

harm; worry


beauty; fast (fixed)
power; understand by; intelligence; (t-note)
as large as
appearance
surely
to trouble
afflicting

that we

voice
(see note)
truly
gift; bountifully giving
experiencing (tasting)
fasting



radiance

Always shall
harm to mention

Above; dwelling


sight; (see note)
receive

Oh; worthy; noble
Deus
resolve; weakening
falling

falling
woe; wending; warrant


[I’m] helpless, such heat
suffering; condemned
nature
most loathsome; before
dark (discolored)
misery; beating and burning
makes one; wailing; grimacing
boil (suffer); enough

mad

living
rascal; lost
forced
hurt; facilitator
leader
called

woe; worse
Unthrivingly chide

Alas, rascal; destroyed

You lie
thought
smother; (see note)





purchase



Since; fallen so low
lack of humility in sorrow; burned
in the proper order of things
Each




fools; beauty; (t-note)
moan (complaint); (t-note)
Therefore; suffer
darken them
defend
surpassing

wrath

dwell; I know
even more

in my image
earth; (see note)
before I form him I will
support him
ability will take [him]

show
Since; empty; entire darkness

fiends
absent
darkness

known

divide
meet; (see note)
each; natural; ways
duly your duty
directing
entirely
pleases me very much
now