Hys dere blood was oute-drawe
To helpe vs to hys heuenes holde.
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¶ Þe childe lay flat vnfolde,
Þe riche prince was þere aprised,
He suffred to be circumcised;
Euery man þat is well avised
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Þis feest preyse he scholde.
XXII.
¶ Festyng vs fedde,
Þe bloode riȝt þat a brid bledde,
Lordys and ladde
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Preyseþ þe lord þat vs ladde!
XXIII.
¶ The Epiphanye I preyse in prees,
Whan þe kyngis clenly come,
Þei made her hors rennen in rees,
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To stonde stille þei had no tome.
¶ With dromedaryes þei droue fro dees,
Many a hundred myle fro home,
To seche a childe þat choisly chees
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In maydenes blode to blome.
¶ Swych a rose roos neuere in Rome,
As þan was clad in flesshli cloke;
Goddis sone a mayden soke,
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Milk ran by þe childys choke,
Swetter þan hony on gome.
XXIV.
¶ Gold and myrre and frank ensens, [folio 134]
Þei brouȝt to þe born brid,
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Of riche gold one ȝaf hym pens,
For richest kyng he scholde be kyd,
Þer clerkis synge her sequens.
Frank ensens þer is sone hid,
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