King Horn, Floriz and Blauncheflur, The Assumption of Our Lady
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King Horn, Floriz and Blauncheflur, The Assumption of Our Lady
English poetry -- Middle English, 1100-1500; Mary, Blessed Virgin, Saint -- Legends; Romances, English
[Sidenote: no{t}a cont{r}a iudeos]
“Allas,” q{uo}d the Iewis, “for shame,
yf thei scape, we ben{e} to blame.
arme we vs swithe anon{e}
and let vs take them eu{er}ychon{e}. 504
that body also, take we it,
and cast it in-to a foule pytt.
Cast we it in a foule sloo,
and moche shame we it do.” 508
Tho cam thei lepe thedeward;
that be-fełł them swithe hard.
two of the Iewis that ther{e} wer{e},
wer{e} honged ouer the bere. 512
[Sidenote: no{t}a mirac{u}l{u}m]
Ih{esus} Crist wold se no shame,
by his mod{er} swetely came.
ful sone had thei godd{es} g{ra}me;
he them made bothe holt {and} lame. 516
[Headnote: _A Jew repents and receives his strength again._]
of alle þ{e} Iewes ther was none
that eu{er} myghte further gone.
one of them that ther{e} wer{e},
had knowed Petr{e} be-fore. 520
Ther was a Iew hem amonge,
Off þe apostles harde þe songe. 612
To þe beere he cam lepand,
And as he wolde lai on his hande;
[Sidenote: Iudeus]
the Iewe gon clepe to Petr{e} sone,
and seid to hym w{i}t{h} wepand bone:
and seid then, “knowest þ{o}u noght,
[Sidenote: [leaf 83]]
when Crist was to deth broght, 524
how thu hym folwest, and y þe knew,
now, y the p{ra}y, on me th{o}u ruwe,
and pray to Crist, if it may be,
that he now haue m{er}cy on me.” 528
To þe bere he cleued fast,
And to Petir he criede atte þe last, 616
And seide, “Petir, þenkest þou nouȝt,
When þi lord was to vs brouȝt,
Thou him forsoke, {and} I þe knewe?
P{ra}ie for me,” seide þe Iewe, 620
“P{ra}ie þi lord, ȝif I mai so be,
That he haue m{er}cy on me.
[_No gap in MS._]
Thenke,” q{uo}d þe Iewe, “what I þee dede.
When þou was w{i}t{h} vs in þat stede, 624
[Sidenote: [leaf 75]]
When þi lord was ytakyn,
And þou haddest him forsakyn,
Oure mayne þee knewe þat ilke nyȝt
Bothe bi speche {and} by syȝt, 628
And seiden alle, for I stode þee bi,
[_No gap in MS._]
That þou was of Ih{es}us companye.
Thou seidest w{i}t{h} wordes {and} w{i}t{h} þouȝt,
‘For soþe þat þou knewe hi{m} nouȝt.’ 632
P{ra}ie þi lord of moche myȝt,
And his moder þat art so bryȝt,
That he me help at þis stounde,
For I was neu{er} so harde ybounde. 636
As I þee helped atte þi nede,
Ȝelde me, Petir, now my mede.”
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