This play, written by the so-called "Wakefield Master," explores the story of three shepherds, sheep-thief Mak and his wife Gyll. The drama successfully blends comedy with high religious serious as a stolen sheep comes to symbolize the Saviour of humankind.

Incipit Alia eordem

primus pastor
Lord what these weders are cold : and I am yll happyd
I am nere hand dold : so long haue I nappyd
My legys thay fold : my fyngers ar chappyd
It is not as I wold : for I am al lappyd
----------In sorow
In stormes and tempest
Now in the eest now in the west
Wo is hym has neuer rest
----------Myd day nor morow
Bot we sely shepardes : that walkys on the moore
In fayth we ar nere handys : out of the doore

No wonder as it standys : if we be poore
For the tylthe of oure landys : lyys salow as the floore
----------As ye ken
We ar so hamyd // For taxed and ramyd
We ar mayde hand tamyd With thyse gentlery men
Thus thay lefe vs oure rest : oure lady theym wary
These men that ar lord fest : thay cause the ploghe tary
That men say is for the best : we fynde it contrary
Thus ar husbandys opprest : in pente to myscary
----------On lyfe
Thus hold thay vs hundur // Thus thay bryng vs in blond
It were greatte wonder // And euer shuld we thryfe
For may he gett a paynt slefe : or a broche now on dayes
Wo is hym that hym grefe : or onys a gane says
Dar noman hym reprefe : what mastry he mays
And yit may noman lefe : oone word that he says
----------No letter
He can make purveance // With boste and bragance
And all is thrugh mantanance // Of men that ar gretter
Ther shall com a swane : as prowde as a po
He must borow my wand : my ploghe also
Thou I am full fane : to graunt or he go
Thus lyf we in payne : Anger and wo
----------By nyght and day
He must have if he langyd // If I shuld forgang it
I were better be hangyd // Then oones say hym nay
It dos me good as I walk : thus by myn oone
Of this warld for to talk : in maner of mone
To my shepe wyll I stalk : and herkyn anone
Ther abyde on a balk : or sytt on a stone
----------Full soyne
For I trowe perde // trew men if thay be
We get more compane // Or it be noyne

Secundus pastor
Deuste and dus : What may this bemeyne
Why fares this warld thus : oft have we not sene
Lord thyse weders ar spytus : and the weders full kene

had she oones wett hyr whystyll : she couth syng full clere
----------Hyr pater noster
She is as grean as a whall // She has a galon of gall
By hym that dyed for vs all // I wald I had ryn to I lost hir

primus pastor
God looke ouer the raw : Full defly ye stand

ijus pastor
Yee the dewill in thi mawk : so tariand
Sagh thou a wro of daw :primus pastor yee on a ley land
hard I hym blaw : he commys here at hand
---------Not far
Stand styll ijus pastor qwhy

primus pastor
For he commys hope I

ijus pastor
he wyll make vs both a ly
----------Bot if we be war

Tercius pastor
Crys[t]ys crosse me spede : and sant nycholas
Ther of had I nede : it is wars than it was
Who so couthe take hede : and lett the warld pas
It is euer in drede : and brekyll as glas
----------And slythys
This warld fowre neuer so // With mernels mo and mo
Now in weyll now in wo // And all thyng wrythys
Was neuer syn noe floode : sich floodys seyn
Wyndys and ranys so rude : and stormes so keyn
Som stamerd som stod : in dowte as I weyn
Now god turne all to good : I say as I mene
----------For ponder
These floodys so thay drowne // Both in feyldys and in towne
And berys all downe // And that is a wonder
We that walk on the nyghtys : oure catell to kepe
We se sodan syghtys : when othere men slepys
Yit me thynk my hart lyghtys : I se shrewys pepe
Ye ar two all wyghtys : I wyll gyf my shepe
----------A turne
Bot full yll have I ment // As I walk on this bent
I may lyghtly repen&t // My toes if I spurne
A ser god you save : and mastor myne
A drynk fayn wold I haue : and somwhat to dyne

primus pastor
Crystys curs my knaue : thou art a ledyr hyne

Yll thryft on thy pate // Though the shrew cam late
Yit is he in state // To dyne if he had it

Tercius pastor
Sich seruandys as I : that swettys and swynkys
Etys oure brede full dry : and that me forthynkys
We ar oft weytt and wery : when master men wynkys
Yit commys full lately : both dyners and drynkys
----------Bot nately
Both oure dame and oure syre // When we have ryn in the myre
Thay can nype at oure hyre // And pay vs full lately
Bot here my trouth master : for the fayre that ye make
I shall do therafter : wyrk as I take
I shall do a lytyll ser : and emang euer lake
For yit lay my soper : neuer on my stomake
----------In feyldys
Wherto shuld I threpe // With my staf can I lepe
And men say lyght chepe // letherly sor yeldys

primus pastor
Thou were an yll lad : to ryde on wowyng
With a man that had : bot lytyll of spendyng

ijus pastor
Peasse boy I bad : no more Ianglyng
Or I shall make the full rad : by the heuens kyng
----------With thy gawdys
Where ar oure shepe boy we skorne

ijus pastor
Sir this same day at morne
I thaym left in the corne
----------When thay rang lawdys
Thay have pasture good : thay can not go wrong

primus pastor
That is right by the roode : thyse nygthys ar long
Yit I wold or we yode : oone gaf vs a song

ijus pastor
So I thoght as I stode : to myrth vs emong
----------ijus pastor I grauntt

primus pastor
Lett me syng the tenory

ijus pastor
And I the tryble so hye

iijus pastor
Then the meyne fallys to me
----------Lett se how ye chauntt

mak
Now lord for thy naymes vij : that mayde both moyn and starnes
Well mo thou I can neuen : thi will lorde of me tharnys

I am all uneuen: that mvoes oft my harnes
Now wold god I were in heuen: for the wepe no barnes
---------- So styll

Primus Pastor
Who is that pypys so poore

Mak
Wold god ye wyst how I foore
Lo a man that walkys on the moore
---------- And has not all his wyll

Secundus Pastor
Mak where has thou gone: tell us tythyng

Tercius Pastor
Is he commen then ylkon: take hede to his thyng
---------- Et accipit clamidem ab ipso

Mak
What ich be a yoman: I tell you of the kyng
The self and the some, sond from a greatt lordyng
---------- And sich
Fy on you goyth hence: Out of my presence
I must haue reuerence Why who be ich

Primus Pastor
Why make ye it so qwaynt: Mak ye do wrang

Secundus Pastor
Bot Mak lyst ye saynt: I trow that ye lang

Tercius Pastor
I trow the shrew can paynt: the dewyll myght hym hang

Mak
Ich shall make complaynt: and make you all to thwang
---------- At a worde
And tell euyn how ye doth

Primus Pastor
Bot Mak is that sothe
Now take outt that Sothren tothe
---------- And ett in a torde

Secundus Pastor
Mak the dewill in youre ee: a stroke wold I leyne you

Tercius Pastor
Mak know ye not me: by god I couthe teyn you

Mak
God looke you all thre: me thoght I had sene you
Ye ar a fare compane: Primus Pastor Can ye now mene you Secundus Pastor---------- Shrew pepe
Thus late as thou goys What wyll men suppos
And thou has an ill noys of stelyng of shepe

Mak
And I am trew as steyll: all me waytt
Bot a sekenes I feyll that haldys me full haytt
My belly farys not weyll: it is out of astate

Tercius Pastor
Seldom lyis the dewill dede by the gate

Mak---------- Therfor
Full sore am I and yll If I stande stonestyll
I ete not an nedyll Thus moneth and more

Primus Pastor
How farys thy wiff By my hoode how farys sho

Mak
Lyis walteryng by the roode by the fyere lo

And a hoswe full of brude: she drinkys well to
Ill spede othere good: that she wyll do
---------- Bot so
Etys as fast as she can: And ilk yere that commys to man
She bringys furth a lakan And som yeres two
Bot were I now more gracyus and rychere be far
I were eten outt of howse: and of harbar
Yit is she a fowll dowse: if ye com nar
Ther is none that trowse nor knowys a war
----------Then ken I
Now wyll ye se what I profer
To gyf all in my cofer
To morne at next to offer
---------- Hyr hed maspenny

Secundus Pastor
I wote so forwakyd: is none in this shyre
I wold slepe if I takyd: les to my hyere

Tercius Pastor
I am cold and nakyd: and wold have a fyere

Primus Pastor
I am wery for rakyd: and run in the myre
----------Wake thou

Secundus Pastor
Nay I wyll lyg downe by For I must slepe truly

Tercius Pastor
As good a mans son was I As any of you
Bot Mak com heder betwene shall thou lyg downe

Mak
Then myght I lett you bedene: of that ye wold rowne
---------- No drede
Fro my top to my too Manus tuas commendo
Poncio pilato Crist crosse me spede
---------- tunc surgit pastoribus dormientibus et dicit
Now were tyme for a man that lakkys what he wold
To stalk prevely than unto a fold
And neemly to wyrk than and be not to bold
For he myght aby the bargan if it were told
----------At the endyng
Now ere time for to reyll Bot he nedys good counsell
That fain wold fare weyll And has bot lytyll spendyng
Bot abowte you a serkill as rownde as a moyn
To I have done that I wyll: tyll that it be noyn
That ye lyg stone styll: to that I haue doyne
And I shall say thertyll of good wordys a foyne
On hight

Ouer youre heydys my hand I lyft
Outt go youre een for do youre syght
bot yit I must make better shyft
---------- And it be right
Lord what thay slepe hard: that my ye all here
Was I neuer a shepard: bot now wyll I lere
If the flok be skard: yit shall I syp nere
How drawes hederward: now medys oure chere
---------- From sorow
A fatt shepe I dar say A good flese dar I say
Cft whyte when I may Bot this will I borow
How gyll art thou In: gott vs som lyght

Uxor Eius
Who makys sich dyn: this tyme of the nyght
I am sett for to spyn: I hope not I myght
Ryse a peny to wyn: I shrew them on hight
---------- Go farys
A huswyll that has bene
To be rasyd thus betwene
Here may no note be sene
---------- For sich small charys

Mak
Good wyll open the hek: seys thou not what I bryng

Uxor
I may thole the dray the suek: A com in my swetyng

Mak
Yee thou that not rek: of my long standyng

Uxor
By the nakyd nek: art thou lyke forto hyng
Mak
---------- As way
I am worthe my mete
For in a strate can I gett
More then thay that swynke and swette
---------- All the long day
Thus at sell to my lott: gyll I had sich grate

Uxor
It were a fowll blott: to be hanged for the case

Mak
I haue skapyd I elott: oft as hard a glase

Uxor
Bot so long goys the pott: to the water men says
---------- At last
Commys it home broken

Mak
Well know I the token
Bot let it neuer be spoken
---------- Bot com and help fast
I wold he were flayn: I lyst well ete
This twelmothe was I not so fain of oone shepe-mete

Uxor
Com thay or he be slayn: and here the shepe blete

Mak
Then myght I betane: that were a cold swette
---------- Go spar

The gaytt doore Uxor Yis Mak
For and thay com at thy bak

Mak
Then myght I by for all the pak
---------- The dewill of the war

Uxor
A good bowrde have I spied: syn thou can none
Here shall we him hyde: to thay be gone
In my credyll abyde:lett me alone
And I shall lyb besyde: in chylbed and grone
---------- Thou red

Mak
----------- Thou red
And I shall say thou was lyght
Of a knauechilde this nyght

Uxor
Now well is me day bright
---------- That euer was I bred
This is a good gyse: and a far cast
Yit a woman avyse: helpys at the last
I wote neuer who spyse: agane go thou fast

Mak
Bot I com or thay ryse: els blawes a cold blast
---------- I wyll go slepe
Yit slepys all this meneyeL And I shall go stalk preuly
As is had neuer bene I that carried caryed thare shepe

Primus Pastor
Resurrex a mortruus: have hold my hand
Judas carnas dominus: I may not well stand
My foytt slepys by Jesus: and I water fastand
I thoght that we laid vs full nere Yngland

Secundus Pastor
---------- A ye
Lord what I have slept weyll
As fresh as an eyll
As lyght I me feyll
---------- As leyfe on a tre

Tercius Pastor
Benste be herein so me qwakys
Myhart is outt of skyn, whatso it makys
To the dowore wyll I win Harke felows wakys
---------- We were fowre
Se ye awre of Mak now

Primus Pastor
We were vp or thou

Secundus Pastor
Man I gyf god avowe
---------- Yit yede he mawre

Tercius Pastor
Me thoght he was lapt: in a wolfe skyn

Primus Pastor
So ar many hapt: now namely within

Secundus Pastor
When we had long napt: me thought with a gyn

A fatt shepe he trapt: bot he mayde no dyn Tercius pastor Be styll
Thi dreme makys the woode// It is bot fantom by the roode

primus pastor
Now god turne all to good// If it be his wyll

ijus pastor
Ryse mak for shame: thou lygys right lang

Mak
Now crys holy name: be vs emang
What is thus for sant Iame: I may not well gang
I trow I be the same: A my nek has lygen wrang
----------Enoghe
Mekill thank syn yister euen// Now by sant strevyn
I was flayd with a swevyn my hart out of sloghe
I thoght gyll began to crok: and trauell full sad
Welner at the fyrst cuf: of a yong lad
For to mend oure flok: then be I neuer glad
I haue tow on my rok: more then euer I had
----------A my heede
A house full of yong tharmes// The dewill knok outt thare harnes
Wo is hym has many barnes// And therto lytyll brede
I must go home by youre lefe: to gyll as I thoght
I pray you looke my slefe: that I steyll noght
I am loth you to grefe: or from you take oght

ijus pastor
Go furth yll myght thou chefe: now wold I we soght
----------This morne
That we had all oure store

primus pastor
Bot I will go before
let vs mete// ijus pastor whore

ijus pastor
At the crokyd thorne

Mak
Vndo this doore who is here: how long shall I stand

Vxor eius
Who makys sich a bere: now walk in the Wenyand

Mak
A gyll what chere:it is I mak youre husbande

Vxor
Then may we be here:the dewill in a bande
----------Syr gyle
lo he commys with a lote//As he were holden in the throte
I may not syt at my note// A hand lang while

Mak
wyll ye here what fare she makys:to gett hir a glose
And dos noght bot lakys:and clowse hir toose

Vxor
why who wanders who wakys: who commys who gose
who brewys who bakys:what makys me thus hose
----------And than
It is rewthe to beholde// Now in hote now in colde Full wofull is the householde//A That wantys a woman

Mak
The last worde that thay sayde: when I turnyd my bak
Thay wold looke that thay hade:thare shepe all the pak
I hope thay wyll nott be well payde:when thay thare shepe lax:
----------perde
Bot how so the gam gose// To me thay wyll sr suppose
And make a fowll nayse / And cry outt apon me
bot thou must do as thou hyght: Vxor I accorde me thertyll
I shall swedyllhym right: In my credyll
If it were a gretter slyght: yit couthe I help tyll
I wyll lyg downe stright: com hap me Mak I wyll
---------- Vxor Behynde
Com call and his maroo
Thay will nyp vs full naroo

Mak
Bot I may cry out// haroo
----------The shepe if thay fynde

Vxor
Harken ay when thay call : thay will com onone
Com and make redy all : and syng by thyn oone
Syng lullay thou shall :for I must grone
And cry outt by the wall : euer mary and john
----------For sore
Syng lullay on fast // When thou heris at the last
And bot I play a fals cast // Trust me nomore

Tercius Pastor
A call goode morne: why slepys thou nott

primus pastor
Alas that euer was I borne: we haue a fowll blott
A fat wedir haue we lorne: Torerus pastor
mary godys forbott

ijus pastor
Who shuld do vs that skorne: that were a fowll spott
---------- primus pastor Som shrewe
I haue soght with my dogys //All horbery shrogys
And of rv hogys// Fond I bet sone ewe

ijus pastor
Now trow me if ye will : by sant thomas of kent
Ay ther mak of gyll : was at that assent

primus pastor
peasse man be still : I sagh when he went
Thou sklanders hym yll : thou aght to repent
----------Goode spede

ijus pastor
Now as euer myght I the// If I shuld euyn here de
I wold say it were he// That dyd that same dede

ijus pastor
Go we theder I rede : and ryn on oure feete
Shall I never ete brede: the sothe to I wytt

primus pastor
Nor drynk in my heede: with hym tyll I mete

secundus pastor
I wyll rest in no stede: tyll that I hym grete
----------my brother
Done I will hight/// Tyll I se hym in fight
Shall I now slepe one nyght/// Ther I do anothere

tercius pastor
Will ye here how thay hak: oure syre lyft croyne

primus pastor
Hard I now crak: so I fere ont of toyne
Call on hym ijus pastor mak: Vndo youre doore soyne

Mak
Who is that spak: as it were noyne
----------In soft
Who is that I say

ijus pastor
Goode felowse were it day

Mak
As far as ye may
----------Gosd spekys soft
Dis a seke womans goode: that is at mayll easse
I had poid be dede: or she had any dyr oarse

Vxor
Go to an sthero stede: I may not well crwoarse
----------So hee
Ich fote that ye trode: goys thorow my nere

primus pastor
Tell vs mak if ye may
How fare ye I say

Mak
Bot ar ye in this towne to day
----------Now how fare ye
Ye have ryn in the myre: and ar woyll yit
I shall make you a fyre: if ye will sytt
A nores wuld I hyre: thynk ye on yit
Well qwytt is my hyre: my dreme this is itt
----------A sefon
I have barnes if ye know// Well mo thou enowe
Bot we must drynk as we brow// And that is bot resou
I wold ye dynyd as ye yade: me thynk that ye swette

Secundus pastor
Nay naw thor mondys oure mode: drynke nor mette

Mak
Why I alys you aght bot gosde: Tercius pastor yee oure shepe that we gott
Ar stollyn as thay yede: oure los is grette

Mak
----------fyrs drynkys
Had I bene thore// som shuld have bot it full fore

primus pastor
Mary som men trowes that ye ware// And that vs for thynkys

ijus pastor
Mak som men trowys: that it shuld be ye

ijus pastor
Ay thor ye or youre spouse : so say we

Mak
Now if ye have suspowse :to gill or to me
Com and rype oure gowse: and thou may yere
----------Who had hir
If I any shepe fott
Ay thor cow or stott
And qyll my wyfe rose nott
----------here syn she lade hir

As I am and true and lose:to god here I pray
That this be the fyrst mele: that I shall ete this day

primus pastor
Mak as have I coyll: A vyse the I say
he lernyd tymely to steyll: that comth not say nay

Vxor
----------I swelt
Butt the fyr fro my wonys
Ye com to rob vs for the nonys

Mak
Here ye not how she gronys
----------youre hartys shuld melt

Vxor
Butt the fyr fro my barne:nogh hym not thor

Mak
Wyst ye how she had farne: youre hartys wold be sore
ye do wrong if you warne: that thus comys before
To a woman that has farne: bot I say nomore

Vxor
----------A my medyll
I pray to god so mylde// if euer I you begyld
That I ete this chylde// That lygys in this crodyll

Mak
poarse woman for godys payn: and cry not so
Thou spyllys thy brane:and makys me full wo

Secundus pastor
I trow oure shepe be slayn: what fynde ye two

ijus pastor
All wryk wom vayn: As well may we go
----------Bot hatters
I can find no stosh// hard nor nosh
Salt nor fresh // Bot two tome plators
Wagik catoll bot this: tame nor wylde/
None as have I blys: as lowde as he smylde

Vxor
No so god me blys: and gyf me joy of my chylde

primus pastor
We gave unkyd amye: i hold vs begylde
----------ijus pastor Syr done
syr oure lady hym sand
Is youre chylde a knane

Mak
Any lord myght hym have
----------This chyld to his son
Whou he wakynshe kyrpys: that joy is to se

ijus pastor
In good tyme to hys hyrpys: and in cole
Bot who was his gorsyrpys: so sond rode

Mak
So fare fall thare lyrpys: primus pastor hark now a lo

Mak
So god thaym thank

Parkyn and gybon waller I say
And gentill John horne in good fay
He made all the garray
----------With the greatt shank

ijus pastor
Mak freyndys will we be: For we ar all oone

Mak
We now I hald for me: for mendys gett I none
Fare well all thre: all glad were ye gone

iijus pastor
Fare wordys may ther be: bot luf is ther none
----------yis yere

primus pastor
Gaf ye the chyld any thyng

ijus pastor
I trow not oone farthyng

iijus pastor
Fast agane will I flyng
----------Abyde ye me there
Mak take it to no grefe: if I com to thi barne

Mak
Nay thou dos me greatt reprefe: and fowll has thou farne

iijus pastor
The child will it not grefe: that lytyll day starne
Mak with youre leyfe: let me gyf youre barne
----------Bot vj pence

Mak
Nay do way he slepys

iijus pastor
Me thynk he pepys

Mak
When he wakyns he wepys
----------I pray you go hence

iijus pastor
Gyf me lefe hym to kys: and lyft vp the clowtt
What the dewill is this: he has a long snowte

primus pastor
He is merkyd amys: we wate ill abowte

ijus pastor
Ill spon weft Iwys: ay commys foull owte
----------Ay so
He is lyke to oure shepe

iijus pastor
How gyb may I pepe

primus pastor
I trow kynde will crepe
----------Where it may not go

ijus pastor
This was a qwantt gawde: and a far cast
It was a hee frawde: iijus pastor yee syrs wast
Lett bren this bawde: and bynd hir fast
A fals skawde: hang at the last
----------So shall thou
Wyll ye se how thay swedyll
His foure feytt in the medyll
Sagh I neuer in a credyll
----------A hornyd lad or now

Mak
Peasse byd I what : Lett be youre fare
I am he that hym gatt : and yond woman hym bare

primus pastor
What dewill shall he hatt : Mak lo god makys ayre

ijus pastor
Lett be all that : now god gyf hym care
----------I sagh

Vxor
A pratty child is he / / As syttys on a wamans kne
A dyllydowne perde // To gar a man laghe

iijus pastor
I know hym by the eere marke : that is a good tokyn

Mak
I tell you syrs hark : hys noyse was brokyn
Sythen told me a clerk : that he was forspokyn

primus pastor
This is a fals werk : I wold fayn be wrokyn
----------Gett wepyn

Vxor
He was takyn with an elfe // I saw it myself
When the clok stroke twelf // Was he forshapyn

ijus pastor
ye two ar well feft : sam in a stede

iijus pastor
Syn thay manteyn thare theft : let do thaym to dede

Mak
If I trespas eft : gyrd of my heede
With you will I be left : primus pastor syrs do my reede
---------- For this trespas
We will nawther ban ne flyte
Fyght nor chyte
Bot have done as tyte
----------And cast hym in canvas
Lord what I am sore : in poynt for to bryst
In fayth I may no more : therfor wyll I ryst

ijus pastor
As a shepe of vij skore : he weyd in my fyst
For to slepe ay whore: me thynk that I lyst
iijus pastor
----------Now I pray you
lyg downe on this grene

primus pastor
On these thefys yit I mene

iijus pastor
Wherto shuld ye tene
----------Do as I say you

Angelus cantat gloria in exelsis postea dicat

Angelus
Ryse hyrd men heynd : for now is he borne
That shall take fro the feynd : that Adam had lorne
That warloo to sheynd : this nyght is he borne
----------he be hestys
God is made youre frynd : now at this morne
At bedlem go se / / Ther lygys that fre
In a cryb full poorely
----------Betwyx two besstys

primus pastor
This was a qwant stevyn : that euer yit I hard
It is a meruell to neuyn : thus to be skard

ijus pastor
Of godys son of heuyn : he spak vpward
All the wod on a leuyn : me thoght that he gard
----------Apperre

iijus pastor
He spake of a barne // In bedlem I you warne

primus pastor
That betokyns yond starne Let vs seke hym there

ijus pastor:
Say what was his song : hard ye not how he crakyd it
Thre brrfes to a long : iijus pastor Yee Mary he hakt it
Was no crochett wrong : nor no thyng that lakt it

primus pastor
For to syng vs emong : right as he knakt it
----------I can

ijus pastor
Let se how ye croyne Can ye bark at the mone

iijus pastor
Hold youre tonges haue done // primus pastor Hark after than

ijus pastor
To bedlem he bad : that we shuld gang
I am full fard : that we tary to lang

iijus pastor
Be mery and not sad: of myrth is oure sang
Euer lasstyng glad: to mede may we fang
----------Withoutt noyse

primus pastor
Hy we theder for thy / / If we be wete and wery
To that chyld and that lady -- we have it not to s lose

ijus pastor
We fynde by the prophecy : let be youre dyn
Of david and I say : and mo then I myn
Thay prophecyed by clergy : that in a vyrgyn
Shuld he lyght and ly : to slokyn oure syn
----------And slake it
Oure kynde from wo / / For I say sayd so
Ecce Virgo // Concipiet a chylde that is nakyd

iijus pastor
Full glad may we be : and abyde that: day
That lufly to se : that all myghtys may
Lord well were me : for ones and for ay
Myght I knele on my kne : som word for to say
----------To that chylde
Bot the Angell sayd : In a cryb was he layde
He was poorly arayd Both mener and mylde

primus pastor
Patryarkes that has bene : and prophetys beforne
Thay desyrydto have sene : this chylde that is borne
Thay ar gone full: clene : that have thay lorne

ijus pastor
Go we now let vs fare : the place is vs nere

iijus pastor
I am redy and yare : go we in fere
----------To that bright
Lord if thi wylles be // we ar lewde all thre
Thou grauntt vs somkyns gle // To comforth thi wight

primus pastor
Hayll comly and clene : hayll yong child
Hayll maker as I meyne: of a madyn so mylde
Thou has waryd I weyne: the warlo so wylde
The fals gyler of teyn : now goys he begylde
----------Lo he merys
Lo he laghys my swetyng A welfare metyng
I haue holden my hetyng // haue a bob of cherys

ijus pastor
Hayll sufferan sauyoure : For thou has vs soght
Hayll frely foyde and floure : that all thyng has wroght
Hayll full of fauoure that made all of noght
Hayll I kneyll and I cowre: A byrd haue I broght
----------To my barne
Hayll lytyll tyne mop / / of oure crede thou art crop
I wold drynk on thy cop Lytyll day starne

iijus pastor
Hayll derlyng dere: full of godhede
I pray the be nere: when that I haue nede
Hayll swete is thy chere: my hart wold blede
To se the sytt here: in so poore wede
----------With no pennys
Hayll put furth thy dall // I bryng the bot a ball
Haue and play the with all // And go to the tenys

Maria
The fader of heuen: God omnypotent
That sett all on seuen: his son has he sent
My name couth he neuen: And lyght or he went
I conceyuyd hym full euen: thrugh myght as he ment
----------And now is he borne
He kepe you fro wo
I shall pray hym so
Tell furth as ye go
----------And myn on this morne

primus pastor
Fare well lady : so fare to beholde
With thy childe on thi kne : ijus pastor Bot he lygys full cold
Lord well is me : now we go thou behold

iijus pastor
For sothe all redy : it semys to be told
----------Full oft

primus pastor
What grace we haue fun /

ijus pastor
Com furth now ar we won

iijus pastor
To syng ar we bun
----------Let take on loft

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