when o{ur} lady herd this steuene the angel seid her{e} then to, ful of blisse was she tho. 340 to her{e} bed she went to aray, a-boute þ{e} tyme of hy mydday. Ioh{a}n the apostell sate her{e} by, to kepe her{e} body sikerly. 344 As soone oure ladi herd þat steuene That þe aungel seide hure to, Wel ful of Ioie was sche þo; 404 Sche ȝede to hure bedde {and} lai, A bowte þe tyme of myddai; Ioh{a}n {and} þe apostles weren hure bi, To kepen hure as oure ladi. 408 [Sidenote: [leaf 70, back]] Sche badde Io{ha}n {and} þe apostles alle, To kepen hure what so bi falle. [Headnote: _Jesus tells the angels about His life on earth._] ++Sitteþ now stille, boþe more {and} lesse, And herkeneþ of þe moche blesse 412 Off Ih{es}u, þ{er} he come so lyȝt: He dide his mod{er} ful moche riȝt, As a sone auȝt his moder to done, He callid þe aungeles eu{er}ychone, 416 And alle þe mayne þat was i{n} heuene, And seide to hem with mury steuene: “Co{m}meþ with me to my le{m}man! Sche is my moder; hure sone I am; 420 Off hure I toke flesche {and} blode. And sithen I hange on þe rode, I þ{a}t eu{er} was {and} ay schal ben, In al þis blisse þat ȝe here sen, 424 I hadde reuþe on al mankyne, That alle went to helle pyne. I made man to serue me, And þorw þe appel of a tre, 428 That adam toke {and} ete it Inne, To helle he went, {and} al his kynne. [Sidenote: odor suauissim{us} de p{a}radiso venit] emonge them alle sone ywys, a swete smełł cam fro p{ar}adys, swete it was, and ferly, that alle þ{a}t wer{e} tho her{e} by, 348 bothe yong {and} olde {and} eu{er}ychon{e}, thei fełł a-slepe, {and} þ{a}t anon{e}. alle the slepte, saue our{e} lady. “Hit rewid me, and for-þouȝt sore, And I it wolde þole no more. 432 [Sidenote: [leaf 71]] I lyȝt doun, {and} man bi-cam, And of þat maide flesche nam. [Headnote: _He announces that He will bring Mary to heaven._] [Sidenote: no{t}a de t{ra}nsitu s{an}c{t}e Marie] herkeneth now, y tełł yow why. 352 and als sone thei wer{e} a-slepe, it gan to thondr{e} al vnmete, and the erthe so swithe gan quake, as al the world shuld to-shake. 356 Marie awaked then seynt Ioh{a}n and the apostels eu{er}ychon, thre maydens þ{a}t wer{e} the[re]-ynne, and no man els of hir{e} kynne. 360 “waketh now, and slepe ye nought! Sone y worth to heuene be broght; now is tyme y wer{e} a fare, Shałł y neu{er} more suffre care.” 364