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Till finally she 'gan so far espy
She go’th, as she were half out of her mind, To every place where she hath supposed
By likelihood her little child to find ;
And ever on Christès mother meek and kind She cried, and at the lastè thus she wrought, Among the cursed Jewès she him sought. She feyneth ? and she prayèth piteously
To every Jew that dwelt in thilke place To tell her if her child went ought forth by ;
They saiden, Nay ; but Jesu of his grace
Gave in her thought, within a little space,
By mouth of innocents, lo here thy might ! This gem of chastity, this emeraud,
And eke of martyrdom the ruby bright,
There he with throat ycarven 4 lay upright, He Alma Redemptoris 'gan to sing, So loud, that all the place 'gan to ring. The Christian folk that through the streetè went In comen for to wonder
this thing, And hastily they for the provost sent :
He came anon withouten tarrying,
And herieth 5 Christ, that is of heaven king, And eke his mother, honour of mankind, And after that the Jewès let he bind.
THE PRIORESS'S TALE.
This child with piteous lamentatiòn
Was taken up, singing his song alway, And with honour and great processiòn
They carrien him unto the next abbèy ;.
His mother swooning by the bière lay : Unnethes might the people that was there This newè Rachel bringen from his bier.
With torment and with shameful death each one
This provost doth these Jewès for to starve 2 That of this murder wist, and that anon :
He n' oldè 4 no such cursedness observe ; 5
Evil shall he have that evil will deserve; Therefore with wildè horse he did them draw, And after that he hung them by the law.
Upon his bier aye li'th this innocent
Before the altar while the massè last, And after that, th' abbot with his convent
Have sped them for to bury him full fast;
And when they holy water on him cast, Yet spake this child, when sprent 6 with th' holy water, And sang, 0 Alma Redemptoris Mater!
This abbot, which that was a holy man,
As monkès be, or elles ought to be, This youngè child to conjure he began,
And said : 66 O dearè child! I halsè ? thee,
In virtue of the holy Trinity,
My throat is cut unto my necké bone,"
Saidè this childe, “ and as by way of kind I should have died, yea longè time agone ;
But Jeşu Christ, as ye in bookès find,
Will that his glory last and be in mind, And for the worship of his mother dear, Yet may I sing 0 Alma loud and clear.
66 This well? of mercy, Christès mother sweet,
I lovèd alway, as after my conning 3 ; And when that I my lifè would forlete 4
To me she came, and bade me for to sing
This anthem verily in my dying, As ye
have heard ; and when that I had sung, Me thought she laid a grain upon my tongue.
“Wherefore I sing, and sing I must certain,
In honour of that blissful maiden free,
And after that thus saidè she to me :
This holy monk, this abbot him mean I,
His tongue out caught, and took away the grain, And he gave up the ghost full softily.
And when this abbot had this wonder see
His saltè tearès trill'd adown as rain, And groff he fell all plat upon the ground,5 And still he lay as he had been ybound.
" In the course of nature. 4 Forsake.
Spring. 3 Ability. 5 Flat on the ground.
CHARACTER OF THE HAPPY WARRIOR.
The convent lay eke on the pavement
Weeping and herying 1 Christès mother dear; And after that they risen, and forth been went,
And took away this martyr from his bier,
And in a tomb of marble stonès clear
CHARACTER OF THE HAPPY WARRIOR.
Who is the happy warrior ? Who is he
Is placable, - because occasions rise