Piers Plowman - Maybe You Like It

19.114: Bothe to lered and to lewede, to lovyen oure enemys.
19.115: So at that feeste first, as I bifore tolde,
19.116: Bigan God of his grace and goodnesse to dowel:
19.117: And tho was he cleped and called noght oonly Crist but Jesu —
19.118: A fauntekyn ful of wit, filius Marie.
19.119: For bifore his moder Marie made he that wonder,
19.120: That she first and formest sholde ferme bileve
19.121: That he thorugh Grace was gete, and of no gome ellis.
19.122: He wroghte that by no wit but thorugh word one,
19.123: After the kynde that he cam of; there comsede he Dowel.
19.124: "And whan he was woxen moore, in his moder absence,
19.125: He made lame to lepe and yaf light to blynde,
19.126: And fedde with two fisshes and with fyve lowes
19.127: Sore afyngred folk, mo than fyve thousand.
19.128: Thus he confortede carefulle and caughte a gretter name,
19.129: The which was Dobet, where that he wente.
19.130: For deve thorugh hise doynges and dombe speke and herde,
19.131: And alle he heeled and halp that hym of grace askede.
19.132: And tho was he called in contre of the comune peple,
19.133: For the dedes that he dide, Fili David, lhesus.
19.134: For David was doghtiest of dedes in his tyme,
19.135: The burdes tho songe, Saul interfecit mille et David decem milia.
19.136: Forthi the contree ther Jesu cam called hym fili David,
19.137: And nempned hym of Nazareth — and no man so worthi
19.138: To be kaiser or kyng of the kyngdom of Juda,
19.139: Ne over Jewes justice, as Jesus was, hem thoughte.
19.140: "Wherof hadde Cayphas envye, and othere of the Jewes,
19.141: And for to doon hym to dethe day and nyght thei casten;
19.142: And killeden hym on cros wise at Calvarie on Friday,
19.143: And sithen buriede his body, and beden that men sholde
19.144: Kepen it fro nyghtcomeris with knyghtes yarmed,
19.145: For no frend sholde it fecche; for prophetes hem tolde
19.146: That that blissede body of burieles sholde risen,
19.147: And goon into Galilee and gladen hise Apostles
19.148: And his moder Marie — thus men bifore demede.
19.149: "The knyghtes that kepten it biknewe hemselven
19.150: That aungeles and archaungeles er the day spronge
19.151: Come knelynge to that corps and songen
19.152: Christus resurgens — and it aroos after,
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