A!  mercyfull  maker,  full  mekill  es  thi  mighte,

That  all  this  warke  at  a  worde  worthely  has  wroghte

Ay  loved  be  that  lufly  lorde  of  his  lighte,

That  us  thus  mighty  has  made,  that  nowe  was  righte
noghte ;


FALL  OF  LUCIFER.  3

In  blys  for  to  byde  in  hys  blyssyng,  45

Ay  lastande,  in  luf  lat  us  lowte  hym,
At  beelde  us  thus  baynely  abowete  hym,

Of  myrthe  nevermore  to  have  myssyng.
7.  PRIMUS  ANGELUS  DEFICIENS  LUCIFERE.
All  the  myrth  that  es  made  es  markide  in  me,

The  bemes  of  my  brighthode  ar  byrnande  so  bryghte,
And  I  so  semely  in  syghte  my  selfe*  now  I  se,  51

For  lyke  a  lorde  am  I  lefte  to  lende  in  this  lighte,
More  fayrear  be  far  than  my  feres,

In  me  is  no  poynte  that  may  payre,

I  fele  me  fetys  and  fayre,  55

My  power  es  passande  my  peres.
•

8.  ANG.  CHERABYN.
Lord !    wyth  a  lastande  luf  we  love  the  allone,

Thou  mightefull  maker  that  markid  us  and  made  us,

And  wroghte  us  thus  worthely  to  wone  in  this  wone,
Ther  never  felyrig  of  fylth  may  full  us  nor  fade  us,

All  blys  es  here  beeldande  a-boute  us,  61

To-whyls  we  are  stabyll  in  thoughte
In  the  worschipp  of  hym  that  us  wroghte

Of  dere  never  thar  us  more  dowte  us.
9.  PRIM.  ANG.  DEFIC.
