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THE WIFE OF BEITH. *1
Bat Mofes, Sir, now by your leave,
Although in heaven you’re poffeft.
For all you faw did not believe,
But you in Horeb once tranfgcrft*
Wherefore by all it is confell
You got but the land to lee,
And in the mount were put to reft.
Yea buried there where you did die.
Mofes meekly turned back.
And told his brother Aaron there.
How the old cariine did fo crack.
And in no ways did him forbear.
Then Aarcn faid 1 will not fwear,
But I'll conjure her as I can.
And I will make her to forbear,
So that Ihe lhall not rap again.
Then Aaron faid you whorifli wife.
Go get you gone and rap no more:
(With Idols you have led your life.)
Or then >ou lhall repent it fore.
Good Aaron, prioll l know the well,
The golden calf you may remember.
Who made the people plagues to feel.
This is of you recorded ever :
Yoor prieithood now is nothing worth,
Chrift is my only prieft and he
My Lord, that will not keep me forth,
So I’ll get in in fpite of thee,
Up ftarted Samfon at the laft,
Unto the gate apace came he.
To drive away the wife with ftrengtii,
But all in vain, it. would not be*
Bat Mofes, Sir, now by your leave,
Although in heaven you’re poffeft.
For all you faw did not believe,
But you in Horeb once tranfgcrft*
Wherefore by all it is confell
You got but the land to lee,
And in the mount were put to reft.
Yea buried there where you did die.
Mofes meekly turned back.
And told his brother Aaron there.
How the old cariine did fo crack.
And in no ways did him forbear.
Then Aarcn faid 1 will not fwear,
But I'll conjure her as I can.
And I will make her to forbear,
So that Ihe lhall not rap again.
Then Aaron faid you whorifli wife.
Go get you gone and rap no more:
(With Idols you have led your life.)
Or then >ou lhall repent it fore.
Good Aaron, prioll l know the well,
The golden calf you may remember.
Who made the people plagues to feel.
This is of you recorded ever :
Yoor prieithood now is nothing worth,
Chrift is my only prieft and he
My Lord, that will not keep me forth,
So I’ll get in in fpite of thee,
Up ftarted Samfon at the laft,
Unto the gate apace came he.
To drive away the wife with ftrengtii,
But all in vain, it. would not be*
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| Description | Reformed and corrected. Giving an account of her death, of her journey to heaven; how on the road, she fell in with Judas, who led her to the gate of hell; and what conversation she had with the Devil, who would not let her in : also, how at last she went to heaven and the difficulties she encountered before she got admittance there. The whole being an allegorical conversation containing nothing but that which is recorded in the scriptures for our example. Edinburgh, : Printed by J. Morren,, [1800?]. Based on the tale by Geoffrey Chaucer. |
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