Animals -- Folklore -- Early works to 1800; Animals -- Folklore -- Poetry; Bestiaries; Didactic poetry, English (Old); Exeter book
About another creature have I heard
A wondrous [tale.] [There is] a bird [men call
The partridge. Strange is she, unlike all birds
In field or wood who brood upon their eggs,
Hatching their young. The partridge lays no eggs,
Nor builds a dwelling; but instead, she steals
The well-wrought nests of others. There she sits,
Warming a stranger brood, until at last
The eggs are hatched. But when the stolen chicks
Are fledged, they straightway fly away to seek
Their proper kin, and leave the partridge there
Forsaken. In such wise the devil works
To steal the souls of those whose youthful minds
Or foolish hearts in vain resist his wiles.
But when they reach maturer age, they see
They are true children of the Lord of lords.
Then they desert the lying fiend, and seek
Their rightful Father, who with open arms
Receives them, as he long since promised them.[1]]
Fair is that word the Lord of glory spoke:
'In such time as you turn with faithful hearts
To me, and put away your hellish sins,
Abominable to me, then will I turn
To you in love for ever, for my heart
Is mild and gracious. Thenceforth you shall be
[Footnote 1: Conjecturally supplied, on the basis of other versions.]
* * * * *
So, too, I have heard tell a wondrous [tale[1]] about a certain bird.[2]
... fair the word[3] spoken by the King of glory: 'At whatsoever time ye
turn to me with faith in your soul, and forsake the black iniquities of
hell, I will turn straightway to you with love, in the gentleness of my
heart; and thenceforth ye shall be reckoned to
[Footnote 1: Conjecturally supplied.]
[Footnote 2: Gap in the manuscript, probably of considerable length.]
[Footnote 3: Cf. 2 Cor. 6.17,18; Isa. 55.7; Heb. 2.10,11.]
* * * * *
10 torhte, tīrēadge, talade and rīmde,
beorhte gebrōþor on bearna stǣl.'
Uton wē þȳ geornor Gode ōliccan,
firene fēogan, friþes earnian,
duguðe tō Dryhtne, þenden ūs dæg scīne,
15 þæt swā æþelne eardwīca cyst
in wuldres wlite wunian mōtan.
Finit.
* * * * *
Refulgent, glorious, numbered with the host
Of heaven, and, instead of children, called
Bright brethren of the Lord.'
Let us by this
Be taught to please God better, hating sin,
And strive to earn salvation from the Lord,
His full deliverance, so long as day
Shall shine upon us, that we may at last
Inhabit heavenly mansions, nobler far
Than earthly dwellings, gloriously bright.
Finit.
* * * * *
me as glorious and renowned, as my illustrious brethren, yea, in the
place of children.'
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