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THE WIFE OF BEITH.
So Jonas then he was afham'd,
Becaufe he was not flyting free.
Of all the faults she had him blam’d
He left the wife and let her be,
Saint Thomas then 1 counfel thee5
Go fpeak unto this wicked wife,
She shames us all and as for me,
Her like 1 never heard in life,
Thomas then faid you make fuch flrife.
When y'U are out,'and meikle din,
If ye were here Til lay my life,
No peace the faints will get within ;
It is your trade to by flyting.
As one who in a fever raves.
No marvel though you wives be flyting,
Yoyr tongues were made of afpe i leaves,
Thomas, quoth flic, let be your taunts
You play the pick-thank I perceive,
Though you be brother d among the faints .
An unbelieving heart you have:
You brought the Lord uhto the g~ave.
But would no more with him remain,
And were the laft of all the lave,
That did believe he rofe again.
There mtyhtno dci&rir.e do thee good,
•Nor miracles make theo contide,
Till thou beheld Chrift’s wounds and blood.
And put thy hand into his fide.
Hidfl thou not daily with him bide,
And fee the wonders which he wrought,
But blefl; are they who do confide.
And do believe, yet faw him nought.
THE WIFE OF BEITH.
So Jonas then he was afham'd,
Becaufe he was not flyting free.
Of all the faults she had him blam’d
He left the wife and let her be,
Saint Thomas then 1 counfel thee5
Go fpeak unto this wicked wife,
She shames us all and as for me,
Her like 1 never heard in life,
Thomas then faid you make fuch flrife.
When y'U are out,'and meikle din,
If ye were here Til lay my life,
No peace the faints will get within ;
It is your trade to by flyting.
As one who in a fever raves.
No marvel though you wives be flyting,
Yoyr tongues were made of afpe i leaves,
Thomas, quoth flic, let be your taunts
You play the pick-thank I perceive,
Though you be brother d among the faints .
An unbelieving heart you have:
You brought the Lord uhto the g~ave.
But would no more with him remain,
And were the laft of all the lave,
That did believe he rofe again.
There mtyhtno dci&rir.e do thee good,
•Nor miracles make theo contide,
Till thou beheld Chrift’s wounds and blood.
And put thy hand into his fide.
Hidfl thou not daily with him bide,
And fee the wonders which he wrought,
But blefl; are they who do confide.
And do believe, yet faw him nought.
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