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called,
To wham god hade geuen alle þat gayn were,
260 Alle þe blysse boute blame þat bodi myȝt
haue,
& þose lykkest to þe lede þat lyued next after,
For-þy so semly to see syþen wern none.
Þer watȝ no law to hem layd bot loke to No law was laid upon
them.
kynde,
264 & kepe to hit, & alle hit cors clanly ful-fylle;
& þenne founden þay fylþe in fleschlych Nevertheless they acted
unnaturally.
dedeȝ
& controeued agayn kynde contraré werkeȝ,
& vsed hem vn-þryftyly vchon on oþer,
268 & als with oþer, wylsfully, vpon a wrange
wyse.
So ferly fowled her flesch þat þe fende loked, The “fiends” beheld how
fair were the daughters
How þe deȝter of þe douþe wern dere-lych these mighty men,
fayre,
& fallen in felaȝschyp with hem on folken and made fellowship wi
them and begat a race
wyse giants.
272 & en-gendered on hem ieaunteȝ with her
Iapeȝ ille.
45
Þose wern men meþeleȝ & maȝty on vrþe,
Þat for her lodlych laykeȝ alosed þay were.
He watȝ famed for fre þat feȝt loued best, famed] fained (?).
276 & ay þe bigest in bale þe best watȝ halden;
& þenne eueleȝ on erþe ernestly grewen The greatest fighter wa
reckoned the most
& multyplyed mony-folde in-mongeȝ famous.
mankynde,
For þat þe maȝty on molde so marre þise The Creater of all
becomes exceedingly
oþer. wroth.
280 Þat þe wyȝe þat al wroȝt ful wroþly
bygynneȝ.
When he knew vche contre corupte in hit seluen,
& vch freke forloyned fro þe ryȝt wayeȝ,
Felle temptande tene towched his hert; Fell anger touches His
heart.
284 As wyȝe, wo hym with-inne werp to hym
seluen:
“Me for-þynkeȝ ful much þat euer I mon It repents Him that He
has made man.
made,
Bot I schal delyuer & do away þat doten on þis
molde,
& fleme out of þe folde al þat flesch wereȝ, He declares that all fles
shall be destroyed, both
288 Fro þe burne to þe best, fro bryddeȝ to man and beast.
fyscheȝ;
Al schal doun & be ded & dryuen out of erþe, [Fol. 61
Þat euer I sette saule inne; & sore hit me
rweȝ
Þat euer I made hem my self; bot if I may her-
after,
292 I schal wayte to be war her wrencheȝ to
kepe.”
Þenne in worlde watȝ a wyȝe wonyande on There was at this time
living on the earth a ver
lyue, righteous man:
Ful redy & ful ryȝtwys, & rewled hym fayre;
In þe drede of dryȝtyn his dayeȝ he vseȝ,
296 & ay glydande wyth his god his grace watȝ þe
more.
Hym watȝ þe nome Noe, as is innoghe Noah was his name.
knawen,
He had þre þryuen suneȝ & þay þre wyueȝ; Three bold sons he had
Sem soþly þat on, þat oþer hyȝt cam
300 & þe Iolef Iapheth watȝ gendered þe þryd.
Now god in nwy to Noe con speke, God in great anger spea
to Noah.
Wylde wrakful wordeȝ in his wylle greued:
“Þe ende of alle-kyneȝ flesch þat on vrþe meueȝ,
304 Is fallen forþ wyth my face & forþer hit I
þenk,
With her vn-worþelych werk me wlateȝ with-inne,
Þe gore þer-of me hatȝ greued & þe glette
nwyed;
I schal strenkle my distresse & strye al to- Declares that He will
destroy all “that life has
geder,
308 Boþe ledeȝ & londe & alle þat lyf habbeȝ.
46
hestes,
In dryȝ dred & daunger, þat durst do non oþer.
Wen hit watȝ fettled & forged & to þe fulle
grayþed,
344 Þenn con dryȝttyn hym dele dryȝly þyse
wordeȝ:
47
V.
RAIN DESCENDS.
stremeȝ.
Water wylger ay wax, woneȝ þat stryede,
376 Hurled in-to vch hous, hent þat þer dowelled.
Fyrst feng to þe flyȝt alle þat fle myȝt, The water enters the
houses.
Vuche burde with her barne þe byggyng þay
leueȝ,
48 Each woman with her
bairns flees to the hills.
& bowed to þe hyȝ bonk þer brentest hit
wern,
380 & heterly to þe hyȝe hylleȝ þay [h]aled on
faste;
Bot al watȝ nedleȝ her note, for neuer cowþe The rain never ceases.
stynt
Þe roȝe raynande ryg [&] þe raykande waweȝ,
Er vch boþom watȝ brurd-ful to þe bonkeȝ The valleys are filled.
eggeȝ,
384 & vche a dale so depe þat demmed at þe
brynkeȝ.
Þe moste mountayneȝ on mor þenne watȝ no
more dryȝe,
& þer-on flokked þe folke, for ferde of þe People flock to the
mountains.
wrake,
Syþen þe wylde of þe wode on þe water flette;
388 Summe swymmed þer-on þat saue Some swim for their live
hemself trawed,
Summe styȝe to a stud & stared to þe heuen,
Rwly wyth a loud rurd rored for drede. Others roar for fear.
Hareȝ, hertteȝ also, to þe hyȝe runnen, Animals of all kinds run
the hills.
392 Bukkeȝ, bauseneȝ & buleȝ to þe bonkkeȝ
hyȝed,
& alle cryed for care to þe kyng of heuen, All pray for mercy.
OT IN THE MUD.
Þenne mourkne in þe mudde most ful nede All rot in the mud,
408 Alle þat spyrakle in-spranc, no sprawlyng in-spranc] in-sprang (
awayled,
Saue þe haþel vnder hach & his here except Noah and his
family,
straunge,
Noe þat ofte neuened þe name of oure lorde,
Hym aȝt-sum in þat ark as aþel god lyked, who are safe in the ark.
412 Þer alle ledeȝ in lome lenged druye,
Þe arc houen watȝ on hyȝe with hurlande The ark is lifted as high
the clouds,
goteȝ,
Kest to kytheȝ vncouþe þe clowdeȝ ful nere.
49 and is driven about,
Hit waltered on þe wylde flod, went as hit lyste,
416 Drof vpon þe depe dam, in daunger hit
semed,
With-outen mast, oþer myke, oþer myry without mast, bowline,
cables, anchors, or sail
bawelyne, guide its course.
Kable, oþer capstan to clyppe to her ankreȝ,
Hurrok, oþer hande-helme hasped on roþer,
420 Oþer any sweande sayl to seche after hauen,
Bot flote forthe with þe flyt of þe felle At the mercy of the win
wyndeȝ;
Wheder-warde so þe water wafte, hit rebounde.
Ofte hit roled on-rounde & rered on ende, Oft it rolled around and
reared on end.
424 Nyf oure lorde hade ben her lodeȝ-mon
hem had lumpen harde.
Of þe lenþe of noe lyf to lay a lel date, The age of the patriarch
Noah.
Þe sex hundreth of his age & none odde
ȝereȝ,
Of seconde monyth, þe seuenþe day ryȝteȝ,
428 To-walten alle þyse welle-hedeȝ & þe Duration of the flood.
water flowed,
& þryeȝ fyfty þe flod of folwande dayeȝ,
Vche hille watȝ þer hidde with yreȝ ful graye; yreȝ] yþeȝ (?).
Al watȝ wasted þat þer wonyed þe worlde The completeness of th
destruction.
with-inne,
432 Þer euer flote, oþer flwe, oþer on fote ȝede,
That roȝly watȝ þe remnaunt þat þe rac [Fol. 63
dryueȝ,
Þat alle gendreȝ so ioyst wern ioyned wyth-inne.
Bot quen þe lorde of þe lyfte lyked God remembers those i
the ark.
hymseluen
436 For to mynne on his mon his meth þat
abydeȝ,
Þen he wakened a wynde on wattereȝ to He causes a wind to blo
blowe;
Þenne lasned þe llak þat large watȝ are, llak] So in MS.
Þen he stac vp þe stangeȝ, stoped þo welleȝ, and closes the lakes and
wells, and the great dee
440 Bed blynne of þe rayn, hit batede as fast,
Þenne lasned þe loȝ lowkande to-geder.
After harde dayeȝ wern out an hundreth & fyfté,
As þat lyftande lome luged aboute,
444 Where þe wynde & þe weder warpen hit
wolde,
Bot þe burne bynne borde þat bod to hys come, borde] MS. lorde.
468 Banned hym ful bytterly with bestes alle The lord of the ark curs
the raven,
samen,
He secheȝ an oþer sondeȝmon & setteȝ on þe [Fol. 63
doune; doune] douue or
douene (?).
Bryngeȝ þat bryȝt vpon borde blessed &
and sends out the dove
sayde,
“Wende worþelych wyȝt vus woneȝ to seche,
472 Dryf ouer þis dymme water; if þou druye
fyndeȝ
Bryng bodworde to bot blysse to vus alle;
Þaȝ þat fowle be false, fre be þou euer.”
Ho wyrle out on þe weder on wyngeȝ ful The bird wanders about
the whole day.
scharpe,
476 Dreȝly alle a longe day þat dorst neuer lyȝt;
& when ho fyndeȝ no folde her fote on to Finding no rest, she
returns about eventide
pyche, Noah.
Ho vmbe-kesteȝ þe coste & þe kyst secheȝ,
Ho hitteȝ on þe euentyde & on þe ark sitteȝ;
480 Noe nymmes hir anon & naytly hir staueȝ.
Noe on anoþer day nymmeȝ efte þe dovene, Noah again sends out th
dove.
& byddeȝ hir bowe ouer þe borne efte bonkeȝ
to seche;
& ho skyrmeȝ vnder skwe & skowteȝ aboute,
484 Tyl hit watȝ nyȝe at þe naȝt & noe þen secheȝ.
51
VI.
On ark on an euentyde houeȝ þe downe, The dove returns with a
On stamyn ho stod & stylle hym abydeȝ; olive branch in her beak
What! ho broȝt in hir beke a bronch of olyue,
488 Gracyously vmbe-grouen al with grene leueȝ;
Þat watȝ þe syngne of sauyté þat sende hem This was a token of pea
and reconciliation.
oure lorde,
& þe saȝtlyng of hym-self with þo sely besteȝ.
Þen watȝ þer ioy in pat gyn where Iumpred Joy reigns in the ark.
er dryȝed,
492 & much comfort in þat cofer þat watȝ clay-
daubed.
Myryly on a fayr morn, monyth þe fyrst, The people therein laug
and look thereout.
Þat falleȝ formast in þe ȝer, & þe fyrst day,
Ledeȝ loȝen in þat lome & loked þer-oute,
496 How þat wattereȝ wern woned & þe worlde
dryed.
Vchon loued oure lorde, bot lenged ay stylle,
Tyl þay had tyþyng fro þe tolke þat tyned hem
þer-inne;
Þen godeȝ glam to hem glod þat gladed hem God permits Noah and h
sons to leave the ark.
alle,
500 Bede hem drawe to þe dor, delyuer hem he
wolde;
Þen went þay to þe wykket, hit walt vpon sone,
Boþe þe burne & his barneȝ bowed þer-oute;
Her wyueȝ walkeȝ hem wyth & þe wylde after,
504 Þroly þrublande in þronge, þrowen ful þykke;
Bot Noe of vche honest kynde nem out an [Fol. 64
odde Noah offers sacrifice to
God.
& heuened vp an auter & halȝed hit fayre,
& sette a sakerfyse þer-on of vch a ser kynde,
508 Þat watȝ comly & clene, god kepeȝ non oþer.
When bremly brened þose besteȝ, & þe breþe
rysed,
Þe sauour of his sacrafyse soȝt to hym euen It is pleasing to Him tha
“all speeds or spoils.”
Þat al spedeȝ & spylleȝ; he spekes with þat ilke
512 In comly comfort ful clos & cortays wordeȝ:
“Now noe no more nel I neuer wary, God declares that He w
never destroy the world
Alle þe mukel mayny [on] molde for no for the sin of man.
manneȝ synneȝ,
For I se wel þat hit is sothe, þat alle manneȝ
wytteȝ
516 To vn-þryfte arn alle þrawen with þoȝt of her
hertteȝ,
& ay hatȝ ben & wyl be ȝet fro her barnage;
Al is þe mynde of þe man to malyce enclyned,
52
For-þy schal I neuer schende so schortly at ones,
520 As dysstrye al for maneȝ synne [in] dayeȝ of
þis erþe.
Bot waxeȝ now & wendeȝ forth & worþeȝ to
monye,
Multyplyeȝ on þis molde & menske yow by-tyde.
Sesouneȝ schal yow neuer sese of sede ne of That summer and winte
shall never cease.
heruest,
524 Ne hete, ne no harde forst, vmbre ne droȝþe,
Ne þe swetnesse of somer, ne þe sadde wynter,
Ne þe nyȝt, ne þe day, ne þe newe ȝereȝ, Nor night nor day, nor t
new years.
Bot euer renne restleȝ rengneȝ ȝe þer-inne.”
528 Þerwyth he blesseȝ vch a best, & bytaȝt God blesses every beast
Vche fowle to þe flyȝt þat fyþereȝ myȝt serue, Each fowl takes its fligh
Each fish goes to the
Vche fysch to þe flod þat fynne couþe nayte, flood.
532 Vche beste to þe bent þat bytes on erbeȝ; þat] MS. þat þat.
Wylde wormeȝ to her won wryþeȝ in þe erþe, Each beast makes for th
Þe fox & þe folmarde to þe fryth wyndeȝ, plain. Wild worms wrigg
to their abodes in the
Herttes to hyȝe heþe, hareȝ to gorsteȝ, earth.
536 & lyouneȝ & lebardeȝ to þe lake ryftes, The fox goes to the
woods. Harts to the
Herneȝ & hauekeȝ to þe hyȝe rocheȝ; heath, and hares to the
Þe hole-foted fowle to þe flod hyȝeȝ, gorse.
& vche best at a brayde þer hym best lykeȝ; Lions and leopards go t
the lakes. Eagles and
540 Þe fowre frekeȝ of þe folde fongeȝ þe hawks to the high rocks
empyre. The four ‘frekes’ take th
empire.
S HATRED OF WICKEDNESS.
VII.
S yþen þe souerayn in sete so sore for-þoȝt When God repented tha
Þat euer he man vpon molde merked to lyuy, he had made man, he
destroyed all flesh.
For he in fylþe watȝ fallen, felly he uenged,
560 Quen fourferde alle þe flesch þat he formed fourferde] for-ferde (?
hade,
Hym rwed þat he hem vp-rerde & raȝt hem But afterwards He was
sorry,
lyflode,
& efte þat he hem vndyd, hard hit hym þoȝt;
For quen þe swemande sorȝe soȝt to his hert,
564 He knyt a couenaunde cortaysly with and made a covenant w
mankind
monkynde þere,
In þe mesure of his mode & meþe of his wylle,
Þat he schulde neuer for no syt smyte al at that He would not again
destroy all the living.
oneȝ,
As to quelle alle quykeȝ for qued þat myȝt falle,
568 Whyl of þe lenþe of þe londe lasteȝ þe terme.
Þat ilke skyl for no scaþe ascaped hym neuer,
Wheder wonderly he wrak on wykked men after;
Ful felly for þat ilk faute forferde a kyth For the filth of the flesh
God destroyed a rich cit
ryche,
572 In þe anger of his ire þat arȝed mony;
& al watȝ for þis ilk euel, þat vn-happen glette,
Þe venym & þe vylanye & þe vycios fylþe,
Þat by-sulpeȝ manneȝ saule in vnsounde hert,
576 Þat he his saueour ne see with syȝt of his
yȝen,
Þat alle illeȝ he hates as helle þat stynkkeȝ; God hates the wicked a
“hell that stinks.”
Bot non nuyeȝ hym, on naȝt ne neuer vpon
[Fol. 65.
dayeȝ,
As harlottrye vn-honest, heþyng of seluen; Especially harlotry and
blasphemy.
580 Þat schameȝ for no schrewedschyp schent
mot he worþe!
Bot sauyour mon in þy self, þaȝ þou a sotte lyuie,
Þaȝ þou bere þy self babel, by-þenk þe sum-
tyme,
Wheþer he þat stykked vche a stare in vche
steppe yȝe,
584 Ȝif hym self be bore blynde hit is a brod self] MS. sele.
wonder;
& he þat fetly in face fettled alle eres
If he hatȝ losed þe lysten hit lyfteȝ meruayle; he] MS. he he.
Trave þou neuer þat tale, vn-trwe þou hit Nothing is hidden from
God.
fyndeȝ,
588 Þer is no dede so derne þat ditteȝ his yȝen;
54
Þer is no wyȝe in his werk so war ne so stylle
Þat hit ne þraweȝ to hym þre er he hit þoȝt þre] þer (?).
haue;
For he is þe gropande god, þe grounde of God is the ground of all
deeds.
alle dedeȝ,
592 Rypande of vche a ring þe reynyeȝ & hert; ring] rink or renk (?).
& þere he fyndeȝ al fayre a freke wyth-inne He honours the man tha
is honest and whole.
Þat hert honest & hol, þat haþel he honoureȝ,
Sendeȝ hym a sad syȝt to se his auen face,
596 & harde honyseȝ þise oþer & of his erde
flemeȝ.
Bot of þe dome of þe douþe for dedeȝ of But for deeds of shame
He destroys the mighty
schame ones.
He is so skoymos of þat skaþe, he scarreȝ
bylyue,
He may not dryȝe to draw allyt, bot drepeȝ in
hast
600 & þat watȝ schewed schortly by a scaþe oneȝ.
VIII.
& god as a glad gest mad god chere, God praises his friend’s
feast,
Þat watȝ fayn of his frende & his fest
praysed.
Abraham, al hodleȝ with armeȝ vp-folden,
644 Mynystred mete byfore þo men þat myȝtes al
weldeȝ;
Þenne þay sayden, as þay sete samen alle
þrynne,
When þe mete watȝ remued & þay of mensk and after the meat is
removed,
speken,
“I schal efte here away abram,” þay sayden,
648 “Ȝet er þy lyueȝ lyȝt leþe vpon erþe,
& þenne schal saré consayue & a sun bere, [Fol. 66
Þat schal be abrahameȝ ayre, & after hym He tells Abraham that
Sarah shall bear him a
wynne son.
With wele & wyth worschyp þe worþely peple
652 Þat schal halde in heritage, þat I haf men
ȝark.”
Þenne þe burde byhynde þe dor for busmar Sarah, who is behind th
door, laughs in unbelief.
laȝed;
& sayde sothly to hir-self saré þe madde: sothly] ? softly or sotl
= foolishly
“May þou traw for tykle þat þou tonne moȝteȝ,
656 & I so hyȝe out of age & also my lorde,”
For soþely, as says þe wryt, he wern of sadde
elde,
Boþe þe wyȝe & his wyf, such werk watȝ hem
fayled,
56 byene] ? bycame.
Fro mony a brod day by-fore ho barayn ay
byene,
660 Þat selue saré with-outen sede in-to þat same
tyme.
Þenne sayde oure syre þer he sete “se! so God tells Abraham that
Sarah laughs at His wor
saré laȝes,
Not trawande þe tale þat I þe to schewed;
Hopeȝ ho oȝt may be harde my hondeȝ to work?
664 & ȝet I a-vow verayly þe avaunt þat I made,
I schal ȝeply aȝayn & ȝelde þat I hyȝt,
& sothely sende to saré a soñ & an hayre.”
Þenne swenged forth saré & swer by hir Sarah denies that she
laughed.
trawþe,
668 Þat for lot þat þay lansed ho laȝed neuer. lansed] laused (?).
“Now innoghe hit is not so” þenne nurned þe
dryȝtyn,
“For þou laȝed aloȝ, bot let we hit one.”
With þat þay ros vp radly as þay rayke Abraham’s guests set ou
towards Sodom,
schulde,
672 & setten toward sodamas her syȝt alle at-
oneȝ;
For þat Cite þer bysyde watȝ sette in a vale,
No myleȝ fro mambre mo þen tweyne, two miles from Mamre.
IX.
Þenne arȝed abraham & alle his mod Abraham is full of fear,
chaunge[d],
For hope of þe harde hate þat hyȝt hatȝ oure
lorde;
Al sykande he sayde “sir with yor leue, and asks God whether t
“sinful and the sinless”
716 Schal synful & sakleȝ suffer al on payne; to suffer together.
Weþer euer hit lyke my lorde to lyfte such
domeȝ,
Þat þe wykked & þe worþy schal on wrake suffer,
& weye vpon þe worre half þat wrathed þe
neuer?
720 Þat watȝ neuer þy won þat wroȝteȝ vus alle.
Now fyfty fyn frendeȝ wer founde in ȝonde [Fol. 67
toune Whether he will spare th
cities provided fifty
In þe Cety of Sodamas & also gomorré