[6-text p 186]
¶ I sey þat in a wardrope þei him drewe
Where as þis Iewes purgen entraile
O cursed folke o herodes al newe
What may ȝoure yuel tent ȝoue availe
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Morder wil oute certein. it wil nouht faile
And namely þere honure of god schold sprede
The blode oute crieþ on ȝoure cursed dede
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¶ O martire soundede to virginite
Now maiste þou singe folowinge euer in on
The white lombe Celestial quod he
Of whiche þe grete euaungelist seint Iohn
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In Pathmos wrote whiche seiþe þei þat gone
Be-forne his lombe and singe a songe of new
Thet neuere flexly wemmen þei knewe
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This pouer wedowe wayteþ al þat nyht
Affter þis litel Childe bot home cam he nouht
for whome alsoune as it was daies liht
Wiþ face pale for drede and besy þouht [folio 188a]
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Sche haþe att scole and elles where him souht
Til finally sche gan so fer asspye
Þat he was seyȝen last in þe Iewrye
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¶ Wiþ moders pyte in hir breste enclosede
Sche goþe as sche were halue oute of mynde
To euery place where sche haþ supposed
Be liklyhed hire childe to finde
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And euer on cr[i]stes moder meke and kinde
Sche cried and att þe last þus sche wrouht
Amonge þe cursed Iewes sche him souht
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¶ Sche freyneþ and sche preiþe pitously
To euery Iewe þat duelled in þilk place
. . . . . [no gap in the MS.]
Thei saiden naie bot ihesus of his grace
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