Cursor mundi (The cursur o the world). A Northumbrian poem of the XIVth century in four versions. Ed. by the Rev. Richard Morris ...

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London,: Pub. for the Early English text society by K. Paul, Trench, Trübner & co.,

1874-93.

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"Cursor mundi (The cursur o the world). A Northumbrian poem of the XIVth century in four versions. Ed. by the Rev. Richard Morris ..." In the digital collection Corpus of Middle English Prose and Verse. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/AJT8128.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed June 20, 2024.

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[Of Joseph of Arimathea.]

                  
                    [L]auerd, wid þi leue wald i [folio 116a:1] 
                  
                    Of ioseph tell of arimathi,
                    Line 17272 
                  
                    Hu iuus had till him enuei,
                  
                    For he þe laid in tumb to ly.
                  
                    Him and nichodeme for-þi
                  
                    þai karked wid þair caitiue cri.
                    Line 17276 
                  
                    [þ]is nichodeme was, crist, þi knight,
                  
                    þat come to speke wid þe bi night;
                  
                    Quen he nanoþer wai ne might,
                  
                    And sau þi dome bifor his sight,
                  
                    Of þi pine he was vte of plight,
                  
                    For he wist þu had þe right.
                    Line 17282 
                  
                    [B]ot þat folk was sua ful of flitt,
                  
                    þat he ne might þair muthes ditt.
                  
                    þa quone þat held wid þe þair-witt,
                  
                    wele was sene þaim wantand witt,
                  
                    þarfor wroght nichodeme a writt,
                  
                    I tell nu wid þi leue of it.

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