Jesus, Maria, xij apostoli, iiij angeli cum tubis et iiij cum
corona, lancea et ij flagellis; iiij spiritus boni et iiij
spiritus maligni, et vi diaboli.
¶First when I this world had wrought,
Wood and wind and waters wan
And everything that now is aught,
Full well methought that I did then;
When they were made good I them thought.
Then to my likeness made I man,
And man to grieve me gave he nought.
Thus rue I that I the world began.
When I had made man at my will,
I gave him wits himself to wis;
In Paradise I put him still,
And bade him hold it all as his.
But of the tree of good and ill,
I said "What time thou eatest of this,
Man, thou speedest thyself to spill;
Thou shalt be brought out of all bliss."
But straightway man brake my bidding;
He thought to have been a god thereby;
He thought to have wit of every thing,
In world to have been as wise as I.
He ate the apple I bid should hang;
So he was beguiled through gluttony.
Then both him and his offspring,
To pine I put them all thereby.
Till long and late methought it good
To catch these caitiffs out of care.
I sent my Son with full blithe mood
To earth, to salve them of their sore.