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Ich 'was in one sumere dale,
The nigtingale bi-gon the speche,
was the gladur vor 33 the risc, 34
Tho 40 stod on old stoc thar bi-side,
As I was in a summer dale,
The nightingale began the speech,
There stood an old stump there beside,
The nihtingale hio i-seh. And hi1 bi-heold and over-seh, And thuhte wel vule 3 of thare ule, For me hi halt 4 lothlich 5 and fule. “Unwiht,” 8 heo sede, “awei thu leo! Me is the wers' that ich the seo; I-wis & for thine vule lete 9 Wel oft ich mine song for-lete; Min heorte at-flith,11 and falt 12 mi tunge, Wonne 13 thu art to me i-thrunge.14 Me luste bet speten
15 thane singe, Of 16 thine fule gogelinge.” 17
Theos ule abod fort 18 hit was eve,
a word thar-after longe:
The nightingale her soon espicd, And looked at her with scornful pride. 30 She thought but meanly of the owl, For men it loathly deem and foul. “Monster,” she said, “away with thee! The worse for me that thee I see! Verily for thy ugly look, I oftentimes my song forsook. My tongue is mute, my heart takes flight, When thou appearest in my sight. I rather wish to spit than sing, At sound of thy foul sputtering."
The owl abode till eventide, No longer could she then abide, So swollen was her heart with wrath That she could scarcely get her breath; And still she made a speech full long: “How think'st thou now about my song? Think'st thou to sing I have no skill Merely because I cannot trill? Oft am I angered by thy blame, Thou speakest to my hurt and shame; 50 If I once held thee in my claw, Would that I might here in this shaw! And thou wert down from off thy spray, Then should'st thou sing another way!
“Yet thu me seist of other thinge,
“And yet thou sayest another thing,
1 her ? despised very foully " for everyone holds her 5 hateful monster ?I am the worse & truly " appearance 10 give up 14 arrived
15 I feel more like spitting 16 because of 17 screeching 18 waited till 19 no longer wait swollen nigh breath choked threw 24 how does it seem
28 know nothing trilling
34 causest anger 33 injury if
so may it happen may
but voice lamentation 42 terrible true 14 precisely
15 sound ugly 47 that is not like thy piping unpleasing 49 it 50 like green wards 65 third time 56 ordain 57 afar
Other 1 dai-rim 2 other 3 dai-sterre.
340 Evrich murhthe 18 mai so longe i-leste, That heo shal liki 19 wel un-wreste; Vor harpe and pipe and fugeles 21 songe Misliketh, gif hit is to longe. Ne beo the song never so murie, That he ne shal thinche 22 wel un-murie,23 Gef he i-lesteth over un-wille.? So thu miht 25 thine song aspille ; 26 Vor hit is soth,27 Alvred hit seide, And me 15 hit mai in boke rede, 'Evrich thing mai leosen 28 his godhede 29 Mid unmethe 30 and mid over-dede.'
Either day-dawn or else day-star.
“Ule,” heo seide, “wi dostu so? Thu singest a-winter "wolawo’; Thu singest so doth hen snowe: Al that heo singeth, hit is for wowe; A-wintere thu singest wrothe 36 and gomere,37 And evre thu art dumb a-sumere. Hit is for thine fule nithe,3 That thu ne miht 39 mid us beo blithe, Vor thu forbernest 40 wel neh 4 for onde, 42 Wane | blisse cumeth to londe. Thu farest so 8 doth the ille ; 44 Evrich blisse him is un-wille ; 45 Grucching and luring him beoth rade,"7 Gif he i-seoth that men beoth glade; He wolde that he i-seye 48 Teres in evrich monnes eye; Ne rohte he 49 theh 59 flockes were I-mcind 51 bi toppes 52 and bi here. 53 Al-so thu dost on thire 54 side; Vor wanne
snou lith thicke and wide, 430 And alle wihtes 55 habbeth sorhe, 56
“Owl,” she said, “why dost thou so? 411 Thou singest in winter a song of woe; Thou singest as doth a hen in snow: All that she sings it is for woe; In winter thou singest in wrath and gloom, In summer thou art ever dumb. 'Tis thy foul malice that hinders thee, That blithe with us thou may'st not be; For envy 'tis that in thee burns, When in the spring our bliss returns.
420 Thou farest as doth the wicked ever, Whom joy of others pleases never; For grudging and louring is he mad Whene'er he sees that men are glad. Rather would such a one espy Tears in every person's eye; Never a whit would that man care Though flocks were mixed, both head and hair. So dost thou fare, upon thy side; For when the snow lies thick and wide, 430 And every creature lives in sorrow,
Thu singest from eve fort amorhe.1
Then singest thou from eve till morrow.
16 sai: and ga,
An angel thus til 15 him can
it be dai,
26 wil sek him for to sla.27 Thare sal 28 yee bide stil wit 29 the barn,30 Til that I eft 31 cum yow to warn."
was Joseph redi bun; Wit 34 naghtertale 35 he went o
Forth sco rad,40 that moder mild,
depe. Thar 45 thai tham thoght to rest and slepe; Thar did 46 thai Mari for to light,47 231 Bot son thai sagh 48 an ugli sight. Als 49 thai loked tham biside,
An angel thus to him did say:
Now soon was Joseph ready dight;
Forth she rode, that mother mild,
231 But soon they saw an ugly sight. As they were looking them beside,
1 till morning 2 but 3 creature
on my account 5 rejoices
when hopeth for 8 coming 9 face 10 know 11 bids visage redness 14 pastime 15 to 16 did 17 get ready
now 2 follow wilderness child's 25 foe 26 from now
shall slay with child again
soon 33 prepared
36 from 37 house
she rode 41 bosom carried came to
cave that was
caused 47 alight 48 saw
Ute o this cove than sagh 3 thai glide
240 Than com
12 the propheci al cler To dede 13 that said es in Sauter : 14 “The dragons, wonand 15 in thair cove, The Laverd 16 agh 17 yee worthli to lose.” 18 Jesus he went befor tham than, Forbed 19 tham lharm do ani man. Maria and Joseph ne-for-1 hi 20 For the child war ful dreri ; 21 Bot Jesus ansuard 22 thaim onan: “For me drednes haf 24 nu yee nan,25 250 Ne haf yee for me na barn-site, 26 For I am self man al parfite,27 And al the bestes that ar wild For me most 28 be tame and mild.”' Leon yode tham als imid; ? And pardes,50 als 31 the dragons did, Bifor Maria and Joseph yede, 32 In right wai tham for to lede. Quen Maria sagh thaa' bestes lute,33 First sco was gretli in dute,35
260 Til Jesus loked on hir blith And dridnes 36 bad hir nan to kith.37 “Moder,” he said, “has thou na ward 38 Nother o 39 leon ne o lepard, For thai com noght us harm to do, Bot thair servis at serve us to." Bath 41 ass and ox that wit 42 tham war And bestes that thair harnais bar Ule o Jerusalem, thair kyth, The leons mekli yod 32 tham wit,42
270 Wit-uten harm of ox or ass, Or ani best that wit tham was. Than was fulfild the propheci, That said was thoru Jeremi: “Wolf and wether, leon and ox, Sal
comen samen,:6 and lamb and fox."
Out of this cave then saw they glide
Jesus, he went before them then,
Both ass and ox were with them there,