But it so fortuned that this time wherein ye Divell so walked upon ye
earth was ye Chrystmass time; and wit ye well that how evill soever ye
harte of man ben at other seasons, it is tofilled at ye Chrystmass time
with charity and love, like as if it ben sanctified by ye exceeding
holiness of that feast. Leastwise, this moche we know, that, whereas at
other times envy and worldliness do prevail, for a verity our natures
are toched at ye Chrystmass time as by ye hand of divinity, and
conditioned for merciful deeds unto our fellow kind. Right wroth was ye
Divell, therefore, when that he knew this ben ye Chrystmass time. And as
rage doth often confirm in ye human harte an evill purpose, so was ye
Divell now more diabolically minded to work his unclean will, and full
hejeously fell he to roar and lash his ribald legs with his poyson
taile. But ye Divell did presently conceive that naught might he
accomplish by this means, since that men, affrighted by his roaring and
astonied by ye fumes of brimstone and ye sulphur flames issuing from his
mouth, wolde flee therefrom; whereas by subtile craft and by words of
specious guile it more frequently befalls that ye Divell seduceth men
and lureth them into his toils. So then ye Divell did in a little season
feign to be in a full plaisaunt mind and of sweet purpose; and when that
he had girt him about with an hermit's cloak, so that none might see his
cloven feet and his poyson taile, right briskly did he fare him on his
journey, and he did sing ye while a plaisaunt tune, like he had ben full
of joyous contentation.
Now it befell that presently in his journey he did meet with a frere,
Dan Dennyss, an holy man that fared him to a neighboring town for deeds
of charity and godliness. Unto him spake ye Divell full courteysely, and
required of him that he might bear him company; to which ye frere gave
answer in seemly wise, that, if so be that he ben of friendly
disposition, he wolde make him joy of his companionship and
conversation. Then, whiles that they journeyed together, began ye Divell
to discourse of theologies and hidden mysteries, and of conjurations,
and of negromancy and of magick, and of Chaldee, and of astrology, and
of chymistry, and of other occult and forbidden sciences, wherein ye
Divell and all that ply his damnable arts are mightily learned and
practised. Now wit ye well that this frere, being an holy man and a
simple, and having an eye single to ye blessed works of his calling, was
presently mightily troubled in his mind by ye artifices of ye Divell,
and his harte began to waver and to be filled with miserable doubtings;
for knowing nothing of ye things whereof ye Divell spake, he colde not
make answer thereto, nor, being of godly cogitation and practice, had he
ye confutations wherewith to meet ye abhominable argumentations of ye
fiend.
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