49. _Noe._ Wife, tent the stere-tre, and I shall asay The depnes of the see that we bere, if I may. _Vxor._ That shall I do ful wysely. Now go thi way, 435 For apon this flood haue we flett many day With pyne. _Noe._ Now the water will I sownd: A! it is far to the grownd; This trauell I expownd 440 Had I to tyne. 50. Aboue all hillys bedeyn the water is rysen late Cubettis fyfteyn, bot in a higher state It may not be, I weyn, for this well I wate: This forty dayes has rayn beyn; it will therfor abate 445 Full lele. This water in hast Eft will I tast. Now am I agast, It is wanyd a grete dele. 450 51. Now are the weders cest, and cateractes knyt, Both the most and the leest. _Vxor._ Me thynk, bi my wit, The son shynes in the eest. Lo, is not yond it? We shuld haue a good feest, were thise floodis flyt So spytus. 455 _Noe._ We haue been here, all we, Thre hundreth dayes and fyfty. _Vxor._ Yei, now wanys the see; Lord, well is vs! 52. _Noe._ The thryd tyme will I prufe what depnes we bere. 460 _Vxor._ _H_ow long shall thou hufe? Lay in thy lyne there. _Noe._ I may towch with my lufe the grownd evyn here. _Vxor._ Then begynnys to grufe to vs mery chere; Bot, husband, What grownd may this be? 465 _Noe._ The hyllys of Armonye. _Vxor._ Now blissid be He That thus for vs can ordand! 53. _Noe._ I see toppys of hyllys he, many at a syght, No thyng to let me, the wedir is so bright. 470 _Vxor._ Thise ar of mercy tokyns full right. _Noe._ Dame, th_ou_ counsell me, what fowll best myght, And cowth, With flight of wyng Bryng, without taryying, 475 Of mercy som tokynyng, Ayther bi north or southe? 54. For this is the fyrst day of the tent moyne. _Vxor._ The ravyn, durst I lay, will com agane sone; As fast as thou may, cast hym furth, haue done; 480 He may happyn today com agane or none With grath. _Noe._ I will cast out also Dowfys oone or two. Go youre way, go, 485 God send you som wathe!