285 primus pastor: Geder vp, lo, lo, 290 295 300 ye hungre begers ffrerys! ijus pastor: It draes nere nyght, trus! go we to rest, ffor drede. Ihesus onazorus, Crucyefixus, Morcus, andreus, God be oure spede! Angelus: herkyn, hyrdes, awake! [tunc dormient pastores.] gyf louyng ye shall; he is borne for youre sake, lorde perpetuall; he behestys. That chyld is borne At bethelem this morne, ye shall fynde hym beforne Betwix two bestys. [36a] Primus pastor: 306 310 What was that sang? with small noytys emang. now in this thrang, somwhat be wrang; A, godys dere dominus! Oone scremyd on-lowde, In myn erys it sowde, By hym that me boght! Secundus pastor: Nay, that may not be, I say you certan, ffor he spake to vs thre 315 as he had bene a man ; 292 Thesus] so E, MS reads ihc. after 295, stage-direction] omit MS, They sleep E 308 ihesus] ihc MS When he lemyd on this lee my hart shakyd than, An angell was he, tell you I can, No dowte. He spake of a barne, We must seke hym I you warne, That betokyns yond starne That standys yonder owte. Tercius pastor : It was maruell to se so bright as it shone, I wold haue trowyd, veraly, it had bene thoner-flone, But I sagh with myn ee It was a mery gle, sich I recorde As he sayde in a skreme, 320 as I lenyd to this stone; 325 hard I neuer none. We shuld go to bedleeme, primus pastor: That same childe is he that prophetys of told, ijus pastor: Take tent vnto me, this is inrold And kyng with crowne Sich was neuer none Seyn with oure ee. iijus pastor: Also Isay says, oure faders vs told, That a vyrgyn shuld pas of lesse, that wold, Bryng furth, by grace, a floure so bold. these wordys vphold 330 335 340 345 Trust it now we may, he is borne this day, De radice iesse. 350 primus pastor: Of hym spake more Sybyll, as I weyn, And nabugodhonosor from oure faythe alyene, In the fornace where thay wore thre childre sene, The fourt stode before, godys son lyke to bene. ijus pastor: That fygure 355 [36b] 360 365 370 375 Was gyffen by reualacyon That god wold haue a son; This is a good lesson Vs to consydure. Tercius pastor : Of hym spake Ieromy and moyses also, Where he sagh hym by a bushe burnand, lo! when he cam to aspy if it were so, Vnburnyd was it truly at comyng therto, A wonder. primus pastor: That was for to se hir holy vyrgynyte, That she vnfylyd shuld be, Thus can I ponder, And shuld haue a child sich was neuer sene. ijus pastor: pese, man, thou art begyld, thou shall se hym with Of a madyn so myld greatt meruell I mene, [eene, yee, and she vnfyld a virgyn clene, So soyne. primus pastor: Nothyng is inpossybyll, sothly, that god wyll; It shalbe stabyll That god wyll haue done. ijus pastor: Abacuc and ely prophesyde so, he is godys son alon, withoute hym shalbe none, his sete and his trone Shall euer be lastyng. primus pastor : Virgill, in his poetre, sayde in his verse Even thus by gramere, as I shall reherse: "Iam noua progenies celo demittitur alto, Iam rediet virgo, redeunt saturnia regna." ijus pastor: weme! torde! what speke ye here in myn eeres? Tell vs no clerge, I hold you of the freres. ye preche! It semys by youre laton ye haue lerd youre caton. primus pastor: herk, syrs, ye fon, I shall you teche. 380 385 390 395 he sayde from heuen a new kynde is send, whom a vyrgyn to neuen, oure mys to amend, Shall conceyue full euen, thus make I an end. And yit more to neuen, that samyne shall bend [37 a] 398-402] indistinct in MS, touched up by late hand 405 410 Tercius pastor: And I hold it trew, ffor ther shuld be, When that kyng commys, new peasse by land and se. ijus pastor: Now, brethre, adew! take tent vnto me! I wold that we knew of this song so fre Of the angell; I hard by hys steuen he was send downe ffro heuen. primus pastor: It is trouth that ye neuen, I hard hym well spell. ijus pastor: Now by god that me boght, it was a mery song I dar say that he broght foure & twenty to a long. 415 iijus pastor: I wold it were soght that same vs emong. primus pastor: In fayth I trow noght so many he throng On a heppe; Thay were gentyll and small, And well tonyd with all. iijus pastor: yee, bot I can thaym all, Now lyst I lepe. primus pastor: Brek outt youre voce, let se as ye yelp. iijus pastor: I may not for the pose bot I haue help. secundus pastor: A thy hart is in thy hose! primus pastor: This sang thou not lose! 425 iijus pastor: 430 ffor angre! now, in payn of a skelp thou art an yll qwelp secundus pastor: Go to now, begyn! primus pastor: he lyst not well ryn. ijus pastor: God lett vs neuer blyn; Take at my sangre. primus pastor: Now an ende haue we doyn of oure song this tyde. ijus pastor: ffayr fall thi growne, well has thou hyde. |