Here begynneth the kalendre of the newe legende of Englande

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Here begynneth the kalendre of the newe legende of Englande
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[Empryntyd at lo[n]don :: In flete strete at the signe of the George by (Rycharde Pynson) prynter vnto ye Kynges noble grace,
in the yere of our Lorde god a. M.CCCC.&vi. & endyd in the laste daye of February [i.e. 1516]]
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Bridget, -- of Sweden, Saint, ca. 1303-1373 -- Early works to 1800.
Saints -- England -- Early works to 1800.
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"Here begynneth the kalendre of the newe legende of Englande." In the digital collection Early English Books Online. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A17943.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed May 7, 2024.

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De sancta Frideswida virgine.

SEynt frydeswyde was borne in Oxforde aboute the yere of our Lorde seuyn Hundred and fyftye And after her Chyldehod was paste she lyuyd with wortys / barley Brede / and Water / After by assent of her Fader and Modershe was made a Nunne / And by her exaumple .xii. other noble virgyns enteryd also in to relygyon / And by the helpe of the Kynge she made a Monasterye / where she lyuyd in Fastyngys / and conty∣nuell Prayers / a Hundred tymes on the Daye / & as ma∣ny tymes of the Nyght she prayed knelynge / the Deuyll enuyed her / And to haue deceyuyd her he apperyd lyke our Lorde with Aungellys / and bad her come and wor∣shyp hym whom she had longe seruyd / And by Spyryte she knewe hym and dyspysyd hym / And so he went awey with a great stenche / and she contynued in prayer quyet¦lye and without fere / And thenne the Deuyll mouyd the Kynge alger to desyre her to his voluptuous pleasure so that the Kynge sent his seruauntys for her & when they coulde not haue her assente to come to the Kynge / And wolde therfore haue takyn her by Strength / they were anon strykyn Blynde / And by desyre of all ye people that came to that spectacle she made them see agayne / And ye same nyght an Aūgell apperyd to her and bade her goo to Chamyssyde / And there she shuld fynde a Bote and a yonge man prepayryd by our Lorde to conuey her / for the Kynge wolde come to take her awaye / & so she wente to Chames and in an houre space with two Susters she was conueyed in the sayde bote .x. myles / And sodeynly the bote & ye rower were gon / & there they lyuyd in a wyl¦dernesse .iii. yerys in great abstynēce / vigillis and pray∣ers / And when the Kynge in the Mornynge coulde not

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fynde her in a great Ire he studyed to destroy the Tow∣ne wherfore when he came to the north yate / He was stry¦ken blynde / and for his offence as it is sayde it is prohy∣bytyd to Kyngys of Englonde to come within the Tow¦ne of Oxforde to this day / And after .iii. yerys she came agayne and made an Oratory at thornbury by Oxforde there by her Prayers sprange a feyre welle / On a tyme when she came to Oxforde all the people met her / And a fowle lepoure prayed her in ye name of god to kysse hym and so she dyd / and anon he was made hoole / as she was praynge an Aūgell tolde her that she shuld dye the .xiiii. kalendas of nouember / And so he went fro her and lefte her seke of the Axes / And when her strength was moche goon fro her / she sawe seynt Katheryne and seynt Cecy∣lye / whom she had euer moche worshyppyd / And as she cryed to theym I come Ladyes I come / she went to oure Lorde the sayd .xiiii. kalendas of Nouember / And anon came a great Lyght into the house that fyllyd all the hou¦se / And the towne full of a goodly swete auoure / And she Lyeth in Oxforde.

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