Come and lykked Laȝares woundes.
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Sone aftyrward deydë Laȝare
Before þe mannes ȝatë þare;
Goddës aungeles þe soulë nam,
And bare hyt yn-to þe bosum of Abraham.
Abrahams bosum ys a dwellyng
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Þat holy men haue yn restyng,
Þat to Ihesu, Goddys sone, cam,
Þat flesshe and blode yn Mary nam.
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Abrahams bosum ys [ys H, om. O.] a stede, men telle,
Betwyxë paradys and helle.
Fyl [Fylle.] auenture, as y er seyde,
Þys rychë man sone aftyr deyde.
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Hys soule was bore to Lucyfere,
with-outyn ende to dwellë þere;
And, as he was þere yn pyne, [folio 44b:2]
He loked vpwarde with hys yne,
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And sagh Laȝare, þe porë man,
yn þe bosum of Abraham;
And as he myȝt, he ȝaue a cry,
And seyd, "Abraham, mercy, mercy!
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Late Laȝare hys o fynger wete,
And, droppe on my tunge for hete;
For y am yn endles peyne,
yn fyre and yn leye certeyne."
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And Abraham spak [spak O, om. H.] as yn vpbreyde,
"Sone! menest þou nat what y er [ere.] seyd?
Þou receyuedyst þe wurldys blys,
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And Laȝare, pouert and peyne ywys.
Þou ete and drunke, and were ful blyþe;
And Laȝare hungred, & ful wo syþe;
And now shal he, for hys deserte,
Haue welþe y-nogh for hys pouert;
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And þou, for welþe, to pyne shal [peyne shalt.] go,
