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
Sesou{n}eȝ schal yow neu{er} sese of sede ne of heruest,
Ne hete, ne no harde forst, vmbre ne droȝþe, 524
Ne þe swetnesse of somer, ne þe sadde wynt{er},
[Sidenote: Nor night nor day, nor the new years.]
Ne þe nyȝt, ne þe day, ne þe newe ȝereȝ,
Bot eu{er} re{n}ne restleȝ rengneȝ ȝe þ{er}-i{n}ne.”
[Sidenote: God blesses every beast.]
Þ{er}wyth he blesseȝ vch a best, & bytaȝt hem þis erþe. 528
[Headnote: THE BEASTS ARE DISPERSED.]
Þe{n} watȝ a skylly skyualde, quen scaped alle þe wylde;
[Sidenote: Each fowl takes its flight.]
Vche fowle to þe flyȝt þat fyþereȝ myȝt serue,
[Sidenote: Each fish goes to the flood.]
Vche fysch to þe flod þat fy{n}ne couþe nayte,
[Sidenote: Each beast makes for the plain.]
Vche beste to þe bent þat[24] byt{es} on erbeȝ; 532
[Sidenote: Wild worms wriggle to their abodes in the earth.]
Wylde wormeȝ to her won wryþeȝ i{n} þe erþe,
[Sidenote: The fox goes to the woods.]
Þe fox & þe folmarde to þe fryth wyndeȝ,
[Sidenote: Harts to the heath, and hares to the gorse.]
Hertt{es} to hyȝe heþe, hareȝ to gorsteȝ,
[Sidenote: Lions and leopards go to the lakes.]
& lyou{n}eȝ & lebardeȝ to þe lake ryft{es}, 536
[Sidenote: Eagles and hawks to the high rocks.]
Herneȝ & hauekeȝ to þe hyȝe rocheȝ;
Þe hole-foted fowle to þe flod hyȝeȝ,
& vche best at a brayde þer hy{m} best lykeȝ;
[Sidenote: The four ‘frekes’ take the empire.]
Þe fowre frekeȝ of þe folde fongeȝ þe empyre. 540
[Sidenote: [Fol. 64b.]]
[Sidenote: Behold what woe God brought on mankind for their
hateful deeds!]
Lo! suche a wrakful wo for wlatsu{m} dedeȝ
Parformed þe hyȝe fader on folke þat he made;
Þat he chysly hade cherisched he chastysed ful hardee,
I{n} de-voydy{n}ge þe vylanye þ{a}t venkquyst his þeweȝ. 544
For-þy war þe now, wyȝe, þat worschyp desyres,
I{n} his comlych co{ur}te þat ky{n}g is of blysse,
[Sidenote: Beware of the filth of the flesh.]
I{n} þe fylþe of þe flesch þat þ{o}u be fou{n}den neu{er},
Tyl any wat{er} i{n} þe worlde to wasche þe fayly, 548
For is no segge vnder su{n}ne so seme of his crafteȝ,
If he be sulped i{n} sy{n}ne, þat [ne] sytteȝ vnclene.
[Sidenote: “One speck of a spot” will ruin us in the sight of
God.]
On spec of a spote may spede to mysse
Of þe syȝte of þe sou{er}ayn þat sytteȝ so hyȝe, 552
For þat schewe me schale i{n} þo schyre howseȝ,
[Sidenote: The beryl is clean and sound,--it has no seam.]
As þe beryl bornyst byhoueȝ be clene,
Þat is sou{n}de on vche a syde & no sem habes,
W{i}t{h}-outen maskle oþ{er} mote as margerye p{er}le. 556
[Sidenote 24: MS. _þat þat_.]
[Headnote: GOD’S HATRED OF WICKEDNESS.]
VII.
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