And attonce euery man toke downe his sacke to the grounde/ ãd every
man opened his sacke. And he serched/ and began at the eldest & left
at the yongest. And the cuppe was founde in Ben Iamins sacke. Then
they rent their clothes/ and laded euery man his asse and went agayne
vnto the cytie. And Iuda and his brethrẽ came to Iosephs house/ for he
was yet there/ ãd they fell before him on the grounde. And Ioseph
sayde vnto thẽ: what dede is this which ye haue done? wist ye not that
soch a man as I can prophesie?
Then sayde Iuda: what shall we saye vnto my lorde/ what shall we
speake or what excuse can we make? God hath founde out y^e wekednesse
of thy seruauntes. Beholde/ both we and he with whom the cuppe is
founde/ are thy seruauntes. And he answered: God forbyd y^t I shulde
do so/ the man with whom the cuppe is founde/ he shalbe my seruaunte:
but goo ye in peace vn to youre father.
Then Iuda went vnto him and sayde: oh my lorde/ let thy servante
speake a worde in my lordes audyence/ and be not wrooth with thi
servaunte: for thou art euen as Pharao. My lorde axed his seruaunte
sainge: haue ye a father or a brother? And we answered my lord/ we
haue a father that is old/ and a yonge lad which he begat in his age:
ãd the brother of the sayde lad is dead/ & he is all that is left of
that mother. And his father loueth him.
Then sayde my lorde vnto his seruauntes brynge him vnto me/ that I
maye sett myne eyes apon him. And we answered my lorde/ that the lad
coude not goo from his father/ for if he shulde leaue his father/ he
were but a deed man. Than saydest thou vnto thy servauntes: excepte
youre yongest brother come with you/ loke that ye se my face no moare.
And when we came vnto thy servaunt oure father/ we shewed him what my
lorde had sayde. And when oure father sayde vnto vs/ goo agayne and
bye vs a litle fode: we sayd/ y^t we coude not goo. Neverthelesse if
oure youngeste brother go with vs then will we goo/ for we maye not
see the mannes face/ excepte oure yongest brother be with vs. Then
sayde thy servaunt oure father vnto vs. Ye knowe that my wyfe bare me
.ij. sonnes. And the one went out from me and it is sayde of a suertie
that he is torne in peaces of wyld beastes/ and I sawe him not sence.
Yf ye shall take this also awaye frõ me and some mysfortune happen
apon him/ then shall ye brynge my gray heed with sorow vnto the grave.
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