Piers Plowman - Maybe You Like It

12.273: That God for his grace gyve hir soules reste —
12.274: For lettred men were lewed yet, ne were loore of hir bokes.'
12.275: "Alle thise clerkes,' quod I tho, "that on Crist leven.
12.276: Seyen in hir sermons that neither Sarsens ne Jewes
12.277: Ne no creature of Cristes liknesse withouten Cristendom worth
saved.'
12.278: " Contra.! quod Ymaginatif thoo,and comsed for to loure,
12.279: And seide, " Salvabitur vix iustus in die iudicii,
12.280: Ergo — salvabitur!' quod he, and seide no moore Latyn.
12.281: "Troianus was a trewe knyght and took nevere Cristendom,
12.282: And he is saaf, so seith the book, and his soule in hevene.
12.283: Ac ther is fullynge of font and fullynge in blood shedyng,
12.284: And thorugh fir is fullyng, and that is ferme bileve:
12.284: Advenit ignis divinus, non comburens set illuminans &c.
12.285: "Ac truthe that trespased nevere ne traversed ayeins his lawe,
12.286: But lyveth as his lawe techeth and leveth ther be no bettre,
12.287: (And if ther were, he wolde amende) and in swich wille deieth —
12.288: Ne wolde nevere trewe God but trewe truthe were allowed.
12.289: And wheither it worth or noght worth, the bileve is gret of truthe,
12.290: And an hope hangynge therinne to have a mede for his truthe;
12.291: For Deus dicitur quasi dans vitam eternam suis, hoc est fidelibus.
12.291: Et alibi, Si ambulavero in medio umbre mortis &c.
12.292: The glose graunteth upon that vers a greet mede to truthe.
12.293: And wit and wisdom,' quod that wye, " was som tyme tresor
12.294: To kepe with a commune — no catel was holde bettre —
12.295: And muche murthe and manhod' — and right with that he
vanysshed.
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