This boke is compyled by Dan Iohn Lydgate monke of Burye, at the excitacion [and] styrynge of the noble and victorious prynce, Kynge Henry the fyfthe, i[n] the honoure glorie [and] reuerence of the byrthe of our moste blessed Lady, mayde, wyfe, [and] mother of our lorde Iesu Christe, chapitred as foloweth by this table
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This boke is compyled by Dan Iohn Lydgate monke of Burye, at the excitacion [and] styrynge of the noble and victorious prynce, Kynge Henry the fyfthe, i[n] the honoure glorie [and] reuerence of the byrthe of our moste blessed Lady, mayde, wyfe, [and] mother of our lorde Iesu Christe, chapitred as foloweth by this table
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Lydgate, John, 1370?-1451?
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[Imprynted at London :: In the Fletestrete, by me Robert Redman, dwellynge in saynt Dunstones parysshe, next ye churche,
In the yere of our lorde god. MCCCCC.XXXI. [1531] The fyrste daye of the moneth of Nouembre]
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Mary, -- Blessed Virgin, Saint.
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"This boke is compyled by Dan Iohn Lydgate monke of Burye, at the excitacion [and] styrynge of the noble and victorious prynce, Kynge Henry the fyfthe, i[n] the honoure glorie [and] reuerence of the byrthe of our moste blessed Lady, mayde, wyfe, [and] mother of our lorde Iesu Christe, chapitred as foloweth by this table." In the digital collection Early English Books Online. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A06560.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed April 30, 2024.
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¶ Howe we sholde do this offerynge ghostely. Capitulo. lxxvi.
NOwe Christe Iesu y• knowest euery herteAnd nothynge may be hyde fro thy p̄senceNe from thyne eye declyne ne asterteGraunte vs this daye of thy magnificenceThe Golde of loue / the Franke of innocenceAnd the chaste Myrre of clene entencionSo to presente in our oblacion.
¶ To thyne hyghnes / that it be acceptableWhyle that we lyue euer from yere to yereAs was the offrynge in Bethleem in a stableMade vnto the / and to thy mother dereOf the kynges / that with the streames clereOf a Sterre conueyed were by graceWhere thou laye / to come to the place.
¶ And vnto the this day / we clepe and callThou blessed quene of kynges emperesseThat gaue thy sone souke in a stallThat chaste mylke of virginall clennesThat thou this feste / o Sterre of holynesConueye our offrynge / to that Sterre seWhere next thy sone / thou haste the souer aynte.
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¶ And good lady in this sorowfull valeOf trouble and wo / and of heuinesSithen thou of Iacob arte the right scaleThe waye of lyfe / the Ladder of holinesseTowarde that contre / the euen waye dresseAnd make thy men thyder to assendeWhere euer blesse / and ioye hath no ende.
¶ For cer••es lady / in this lyfe we lackeOf sothfaste ioye / all the suffisaunceSaue amonge we knele afore the rackeWherwith thy sone was somtyme thy plesaunceAnd vs reioysynge / as by remembraunceOnely by likenes to loke on thyne ymageAnd on thy sone / with his fayre vysage.
¶ But o alas there is but a likenesOf portrature / that dothe greate offenceFor we maye nat haue / full the blessidnesOf thy vysage neyther of thy presenceAnd so to vs greate harme dothe apparenceWhan that we se / of our desyre we fayleWe maye playne / but it maye nat auayle.
¶ yet day by day / of true affeccionWe gone of newe / thy likenes for to s••Where of one thynge / we haue compassionTo se the bestes that so humble beTo stande so nere betwene thy sone and theThe rude Asse / and the Oxe alsoAnd than we saye complaynynge in our wo.
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¶ With all our herte / o what thynge maye this beTo se that lorde in a racke lyeThat hath the heuen in his postyeAnd all this worlde / power hath to gyeO howe it is that the regallieOf heuen & erthe is brought downe so loweThat no man liste vnnethe his power knowe.
¶ And sodeynly our hertes gynneth coldeFor astonynge / & is for wonygh mateSo greate a quene / whan that we beholdeAlone sittynge all disconsolateSo fayre / so good / and so hygh estateMoste womanly / and so benigne of chereThy sone / and the togyder sutynge in fere.
¶ In the bandes of so narowe a dongeonWherof all erthe tremble shall and quakeAnd euery wight by lamentacionWepe & playne / syghe and sorowe makeO blissed quene / onely for thy sakeTo se on the / none other waytyngeBut bestes with hey hym selfe fedynge.
¶ But in one thynge / comforte yet we feleO good lady / sothely yf we seThre worthy kynges / afore thy face kneleBryngen her giftes with all humiliteAnd hem gouerne / lyke to thy degreWith meke attendaunce / & full besy cureBut all this thynge / we se but in picture.
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¶ Alas the whyle / & yet it dothe vs easeAnd in party as wageth our greuaunceFor nothynge maye our sorowe so appeaseAs euer of the / to haue a remembraunceFor in the lady / is hoole our sustenaunceThough we lyue in langour for thyne absenceyet good lady for thy magnificeuce.
¶ To thy seruauntes of thy grace seAnd to thy sone / be for vs a meneThis hygh feste / whiche longeth vnto theIn whiche thou were honoured lyke a queneWith Myrre / & Frāke / & Golde / that shone so cleneNowe for the honoure / this day was to theAnd for the loue of the kynges thre.
¶ Whan we shall parte out of this wofull lyfeAnd make an ende of this captiuiteOr Herodes through his mortall stryfeThe fende by trappe vs thorowe his cruelteNowe that tyme lady of thy benigniteAgaynste the snares / of this dredfull werreTo lyfe eterne / be thou our loode Sterre.
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