Everyman :
A. C. Cawley

Scene 17

Eueryman.
O Iesu, helpe! All hath forsaken me.
     851
Good Dedes.
Nay, Eueryman, I wyll byde with the.
     852
I wyll not forsake the in dede;
     853
Thou shalte fynde me a good frende at nede.
     854
Eueryman.
Gramercy, Good Dedes! Now may I true frendes se.
     855
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They haue forsaken me, euerychone;
     856
I loued them better than my Good Dedes alone.
     857
Knowlege, wyll ye forsake me also?
     858
Knowlege.
Ye, Eueryman, whan ye to Deth shall go; [signature C.iii]
     859
But not yet, for no maner of daunger.
     860
Everyman.
Gramercy, Knowlege, with all my herte.
     861
Knowlege.
Nay, yet I wyll not from hens departe
     862
Tyll I se where ye shall be-come.
     863
Eueryman.
Me thynke, alas, that I must be gone
     864
To make my rekenynge and my dettes paye,
     865
For I se my tyme is nye spent awaye.
     866
Take example, all ye that this do here or se,
     867
How they that I loued best do forsake me,
     868
Except my Good Dedes that bydeth truely.
     869
Good Dedes.
All erthly thynges is but vanyte:
     870
Beaute, Strength / and Dyscrecyon do man forsake,
     871
Folysshe frendes and kynnesmen that fayre spake —
     872
All fleeth saue Good Dedes, and that am I.
     873
Eueryman.
Haue mercy on me, God moost myghty,
     874
And stande by me, thou moder & mayde, Holy Mary!
     875
Good Dedes.
Fere not; I wyll speke for the.
     876
Eueryman.
Here I crye God mercy.
     877
Good Dedes.
Shorte our ende and mynysshe our payne;
     878
Let vs go and neuer come agayne.
     879
Eueryman.
In to thy handes, Lorde, my soule I commende;
     880
Receyue it, Lorde, that it be not lost.
     881
As thou me boughtest, so me defende,
     882
And saue me from the fendes boost,
     883
That I may appere with that blessyd hoost
     884
That shall be saued at the day of dome.
     885
In manus tuas, of myghtes moost
     886
For euer, Commendo spiritum meum.
     887
Knowlege.
Now hath he suffred that we all shall endure;
     888
The Good Dedes shall make all sure.
     889
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Now hath he made endynge;
     890
Me thynketh that I here aungelles synge
     891
And make grete ioy and melody
     892
Where Euerymannes soule receyued shall be.
     893