Early English Alliterative Poems: in the West-Midland Dialect of the Fourteenth Century
Religion
Early English Alliterative Poems: in the West-Midland Dialect of the Fourteenth Century
English poetry -- Middle English, 1100-1500
[Sidenote: Jonah is now in no dread.]
Bot he dredes no dynt þat dotes for elde,
For he watȝ fer i{n} þe flod fou{n}dande to tarce;
[Sidenote: He is, however, soon overtaken.]
Bot, I trow, ful tyd, ou{er}-tan þat he were,
So þat schomely to schort he schote of his ame. 128
[Sidenote: The wielder of all things has devices at will.]
For þe welder of wyt, þat wot alle þy{n}ges,
Þat ay wakes & waytes, at wylle hatȝ he slyȝtes;
He calde on þat ilk crafte he carf w{i}t{h} his hondes,
Þay wakened wel þe wroþeloker, for wroþely he cleped: 132
[Headnote: HE IS OVERTAKEN BY A TEMPEST.]
[Sidenote: He commands Eurus and Aquilo to blow.]
“Ewr{us} & aq{u}ilou{n}, þat on est sittes,
Blowes boþe at my bode vpon blo watt{er}es.”
[Sidenote: The winds blow obedient to His word.]
Þe{n}ne watȝ no tom þer bytwene his tale & her dede,
So bayn wer þay boþe two, his bone for to wyrk. 136
[Sidenote: Out of the north-east the noise begins.]
An-on out of þe norþ est þe noys bigynes,
When boþe breþes con blowe vpon blo watteres;
[Sidenote: [Fol. 85a.]]
Roȝ rakkes þer ros w{i}t{h} rudny{n}g an-vnder,
[Sidenote: Storms arose, winds wrestled together, the waves
rolled high, and never rested.]
Þe see souȝed ful sore, gret selly to here; 140
Þe wyndes on þe wo{n}ne wat{er} so wrastel to-geder,
Þat þe wawes ful wode walt{er}ed so hiȝe,
& efte busched to þe abyme þat breed fysches;
Durst nowhere for roȝ arest at þe bothem. 144
When þe breth & þe brok & þe bote metten,
[Sidenote: Then was Jonah joyless.]
Hit watȝ a ioyles gyn þat Ionas watȝ i{n}ne,
[Sidenote: The boat reeled around.]
For hit reled on rou{n}[d] vpon þe roȝe yþes.
[Sidenote: The gear became out of order.]
Þe bur ber to hit baft þat braste alle her gere, 148
Þen hurled on a hepe þe helme & þe sterne,
[Sidenote: Ropes and mast were broken.]
Furst to murte mony rop & þe mast aft{er}.
Þe sayl sweyed on þe see, þe{n}ne suppe bihoued
[Sidenote: A loud cry is raised, Many a lad labours to lighten
the ship.]
Þe coge of þe colde[6] wat{er}, & þe{n}ne þe cry ryses; 152
Ȝet coruen þay þe cordes & kest al þ{er}-oute.
Mony ladde þer forth-lep to laue & to kest,
Scopen out þe scaþel wat{er}, þat fayn scape wolde;
For be mo{n}nes lode[7] neu{er} so luþ{er}, þe lyf is ay swete. 156
[Sidenote: They throw overboard their bags and feather beds.]
Þer watȝ busy ou{er}-borde bal{e} to kest
Her bagges, & her feþ{er} beddes, & her bryȝt wedes,
Her kysttes, & her coferes, her caraldes alle,
& al to lyȝten þat lome, ȝif leþe wolde schape; 160
[Sidenote: But still the wind rages, and the waves become wilder.]
Bot eu{er} watȝ ilyche loud þe lot of þe wy{n}des,
& eu{er} wroþ{er} þe wat{er}, & wodder þe stremes.
Þe{n} þo wery for-wroȝt wyst no bote,
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