Edited by John Conlee - Prose Merlin - The Birth of Merlin lyrics

Full wrothe and angry was the Devell, whan that oure Lorde hadde ben in helle and had take oute Adam and Eve and other at his plesier. And whan the fendes sien that, they hadden right grete feer and gret merveile. Thei a**embleden togedir and seiden: "What is he this thus us supprisith and distroyeth, in so moche that oure strengthes ne nought ellis that we have may nought withholde hym, nor again hym stonde in no diffence but that he doth all that hym lyketh? We ne trowed not that eny man myght be bore of woman but that he sholde ben oures; and he that thus us distroyeth, how is he born in whom we knewe non erthely delyte?" Than ansuerde anothir fende and seide, "He this hath distroyed, that which we wende sholde have be mooste oure availe. Remembre ye not how the prophetes seiden how that God shulde come into erthe for to save the synners of Adam and Eve, and we yeden bysily aboute theym that so seiden, and dide them moste turment of eny othir pepill; and it semed by their semblant that it greved hem but litill or nought, but they comforted hem that weren synners, and seide that oon sholde come which sholde delyver hem out of tharldome and disese? "So longe have thei spoken of hym that now is he comen and hath taken from us tham that non othir ne myght us bereve. Ye knoweth well that he maketh hem to ben waisshen in a water in the name of the Fader, Sone, and Holy Goste; and after that have we no powre upon them but yef they do turne agein to us by theire evell werkis. In this wise hath He putt down oure power, and yet moreover, for [He] hath his mynystres lefte in erthe that dayly hem saveth from us, thowh theyhave don never so many of oure werkes, yef they will repent and forsake their myslyvinge, and do as they teche hem that ben for the grete love He hadde to man and gret tendirnesse, whan for to save man He wolde come down in to erthe to be born of a woman. And we yede and a**aied Hym in alle the maners that we cowden, and when we hadde [a**aied] Hym, and we dyd that [synne] nought fynde in Hym; yet wolde He dye for to save man, ful moche lovede He man, when He [wolde] suffer so grete peyne for to have hym agein, and to take hym from oure power. Thanne moche oughte we for to laboure with grete besynesse to gete agayn that He hath us beraffte in soche wyse, that they may not repente ne speke with hem that myght gete hem pardon, and turne hem agayn from oure power." In this maner the fendes helden a gret conseill and seide that tho that hadde greved hem moste that were they that tolde tydinges of His comyng in to erthe: "And they have don us gret damage and hynderyng, and the more they tolde of His comyng, the more we dide hem anger and disese; and as us semeth, He hasted Hym the rather to come for to delyver them from our daunger. [But] how myght we have a man of oure kynde that myght speke and have oure connynge and [maystrie] worke, and have the knowleche as we have of things that be don and seide, and of thynges that be past, and that he myght be in erthe conversant with these other? For witeth it wele that soche on myght moche helpe us to begile His pepill, like as the prophetes begiled us and tolden that we trowe never myght have ben. In the same wise sholde soche oon telle alle thynges that were don and saide, both of that is pa**ed and of thynges that is to come, and be that sholde He be bileved of moche peple." Than thei ansuerde alle, and seiden that wele hadde he sped that soche a man myght gete, for he sholde be long beleved of all thinges that he seide. Than ansuerde anothir fende and seide, "I have power for to sowe seede in woman and make her conceyve, and I have oon that doth all that ever I wille." And thus undirtoke he this enterprise, to gete a man that sholde do their werkes after their alle entente. Full grete foles were thei whan they wende that oure Lorde sholde have no knowynge of their ordenaunce and engine. Thus they departed from this conseille and were a**ented to this conclusion; and this feende that toke this enterprise ne taried not, but in al the haste that he myght, he come theras this woman was that wrought all his wille. [Summary. The woman over whom the fiend has such power is married to a rich man, and they have a son and three daughters. To achieve his end, the fiend makes the rich man's animals die, strangles the man's son, and causes the wife to commit suicide. Grief- stricken, the rich man dies, whereupon the fiend sets about to corrupt the daughters. One of them commits fornication, for which she is executed, and another becomes a prostitute. But the eldest daughter withstands the fiend's tempting and seeks a holy hermit's advice. Fols. 1v (line 9)-3r (line 4).] And when the elder mayden sye that hir suster was thus gon, she yede anoon to the holy man that hadde taught hir the right creaunce, full hevy and pensif, makynge grete doell and sorow. And when this gode man sye her so pensif, he hadde grete pitee and seyde to hir, "Blesse thee and comaunde thee to God, for I se thee gretly affraied." And she ansuerde, "I have grete cause, for I have loste my suster, that is become a comyn woman." And when the gode man herde this he was gretly astonyd and seide, "The feende is full besy abowte yow, which will not cesse till he have disseyved thee, but God be thyn helpe." "A sir," quod she, "how may I kepe me from his disceytis? For ther is no thynge that I have so grete feire of as that he sholde have over me eny power." Quod the holy man, "Yef thow wilte do after my counsell, he shall never disceyve thee." "Certeyn," quod she, "I will gladly do your counsell." "Than," quod he, "belevest thow not in the Fadir, Sone, and Holy Goste, and that these thre persones be oon God in Trynité, and that God com down in to erthe, and becom man for the redempcion of mannes sowle, of hem that in Hym stadfastly beleve, and kepe His comaundmentis?" And she seide, "Right as ye sey, I beleve. And so, veryly, I pray to God be my socoure and helpe." "Now then," quod he, "I pray thee and comaunde that thow kepe thee fro fallynge into grete ire or wrath, for in that the feende repairethe moste, bothe in man and woman, namly, when they be in grete ire and comberauncis. That thow haste yelde thee in the graces of oure Lord and alle seyntis; and at alle tymes [when] thow goist to bedde or arysist, blisse thee in the name of the Fader, Sone, and Holy Goste, and make upon thee in the name of the crosse, on the whiche He suffred His pa**ion to bye us fro the peynes of helle. And yef thow do thus, thow shalt have no drede of the feendes power. And where that thow slepest on nyght, loke that thow have lyght, for the devell hatyth all clerenesse and lyght, and gladly will not com there." Thus taught the holy man the mayden, which hadde grete drede of the develes engynes. And so she returned hom ageyn to her house, full stabill in the feith, and full humble to God, and to the pore peple which comen unto hir and seiden: "Trewly, it is no wonder though ye be gretely affraied of the turment that is falle of youre fader, and of youre moder, and youre broder and sustres, that thus be myscheved; but now taketh gode counsell and be of gode comfort, for ye ar right ryche and have grete herytage. Wherfore every worthy man will be glad to have yow." And she ansuerde ageyne and seide, "Oure Lorde kepe me in His servyse, as He knoweth it is grete nede." Thus endured she wele two yere, that the feende myght never begyle her, ne never myght make her do evell werke. And he sye wele that he ne cowde not make her lese that the holy man hadde hir lerned, lesse than she were made wroth. Than made he hir suster come on a Saterday, at even, to do hir more turment and anger, to loke yef he might gete hir in that manere. And when hir suster com, it was fer withynne nyght, and she brought with her a grete hepe of harlotys. And when she sye her suster so com, she was angry and seide unto here, "Feire suster," quod she, "as longe as ye caste yow to lede soche lyf, ye ought not to come in this place, for ye make me have grete blame, wherof I have lityll nede." And she ansuerde ageyne, as a woman that the feende was withynne, and seyde that she wolde yet do worse, and seide that she was more evell than she, and bar hir on honde that she loved the holy man paramours, and yef it were knowen the trouth, that she [was] worthy to be distroid. And when her suster herde this, she griped her be the shulders and put hir owt at the dore. And the tother, to avenge hir, made the harlotys that come with her to kache hir suster and bete hir right evellé. So with grete peyne she aschaped fro them and fledde into hir chamber and shet her dore and barred hit from her and the harlottis that were come with her. And she abode in her chamber alone, and leyde her down on her bedde all clothed and wepte tendirly for sorowe. And when the devell sye that she was angry and sole by herself, and that it was derke, he was gladde. And she remembred the myschef of hir fader and moder and brother and susters, and sore wepte when she hadde thought on all parteis. And so ther was grete sorowe and grete ire at hir herte. And when the feende sye that she hadde foryete that the holy man hadde taught her, he thought that she stode owte of Goddes grace, and of her maister. "And now myght I well put oure man in hir." And this feende that hadde power to make woman conceyve was all redy and lay by hir while she was slepynge. And when she hadde concayved she awaked, and in her wakyng she thought on the holy man, and therwith she blissed here and seide, "Seynt Mary, what is me befalle, for I am disceyved sith I leyde me here. Now gracyouse Lady, pray unto [thi dere] sone that He have mercy upon me, and diffende my body fro turment of the enmy." And than she [aros, and sought aboute] after hym that sholde have done that dede, for she wende to have founde hym [therynne, and she ran to the] dore and fonde it shet in the same maner as she hadde barred it herself. And than she sought over all in her [chamber], but nought cowde she fynde. Than she demed that it was the enmy that so hadde her begiled; and than she made full grete sorowe and cryde moche upon oure Lord, prayinge Hym that He wolde not suffer her to be shamed here in this worlde. And anoon as it was day, the feende ledde away this othir suster, for she hadde fully espleyted his purpos. And when they were alle pa**ed, she com owte of hir chamber sorowfull and pensif and called after her servaunt, and anoon sente after two women. And when they were come, anoon she wente to hir confessour. And the gode man sye her comynge; he seide, "Thow hast som grete nede, for I se thee gretely affraied." And she answerde, "I ought wele to be affrayed, for it betyde to me that never fill to [eny] woman saf oonly to me. And therfore I come to seche youre counseill, for I have herde yow saye that ther was nevere creature that dede so grete offence that yef he were confessed and repentant, that he wolde resceyve penance for his trespa**e, that he sholde anoon have foryevenesse. Sir, I have synned, and wete ye wele I am disceyved be the devell." Than she tolde how hire suster com to hir howse, and all, gynnynge and ende, as ye have herde, and how she fill on slepe [on her] bedde, and hir dore shette and barred, and how hir grete [sorowe made hir] foryete to blisse hir. And quod she, "When I awoke, I fonde me diffoulde and my maidenhede loste. Sir, I sought thourgh my chamber and fonde my dor shet, ne I cowde fynde no lyvinge creature that eny suche [thynge myght] have don to me. For in [this] wyse I have sinned, wherfore I crye God mercy, and yow, and that I may have soche penance that I lese not the lif everlastynge." The holy man lestned well to all hir confession, but he yaf no grete credence to that she seide, for he herde never before of no soche thynge. And therfore he seyde unto hir, quod he, "Thow art full of the devell. How sholde I absoyle thee or enjoyne thee penance for thynges which I wene thow lyest veryly, for never was ther woman that loste her maydenhede but she wiste by whom and how; or at the leste, that she myght fele the man that dyde the dede. And thow woldiste make me bileve this merveyle that thow seyest in this wyse is thee befalle!" And she ansuerde, "So, verily, God be my socoure in my moste nede, as I have seide trouth." The holy man seide, "Yef it be so as thow haste seyde unto me, it shall verily be knowe bothe to thee and to me withynne shorte tyme. Thow haste broken the obedyence that I comaunded thee; therfore I charge thee in penaunce that alle the Saterdayes while thow lyvest that thow ete no mete but ones on the day. And as touchynge the lecherye that thow hast tolde--wherof I can not leve thee--thow oughtest to have penaunce all thy lyftyme, yef thow wil take soche as I shall the enjoyne." And she answerde, "Ye can not charge me with noon but I will gladly performe it." Than seyde the holy man, "Thou comest to have counseill of Holy Church, and to the mercy of oure Lorde Jhesu Criste, that bought us with His precyouse blode and with His bitter deth. And [thow] haste very repentaunce of herte, like as thow seyest with thy mouth, and forsakeste all lechery and synne, saf oonly that fill in thi slepynge, fro the whiche no creature may kepe hym clene." And she graunted hym, with that he wolde be hir plegge before God that she sholde be saved, and that she were not dampned for that synne. She toke hir soche penaunce as he enjoyned her with gode will, sore wepynge as she that was very repentante. And this gode man a**oiled hir and yaf hir his blissynge, and sette hir ageyne in the love of God in his beste manere; and brought her to the haly water and made her to drynke in the name of the Fader, Sone, and Holy Goste; and caste of the same water upon her and badde hir to thynke wele on that he hadde charged her with. "And alle tymes, when thow haste eny nede, come to me ageyn." And than he betaught hir to God. And so he put in her penaunce alle her gode dedes and almesse and prayers that she sholde do. And so returned this damsell in to her howse, and ledde full holy lyf. And when the devell sye that he hadde loste her in soche manere that he wiste not what she dede ne what she seyde, he was wroth and angry. Thus longe she abode that the seed myght no lenger ben hidde whiche she hadde in hir body, so that her wombe gan to waxen grete, that the peple aperceyved wele that she was with chylde. And they that were hyr frendes axeden hir be whom it was. And she ansuerde, so God be hir helpe, she wiste not be whom it was. Quod they, "How may this be? Have ye than hadde so many men that ye knowe not who is the fader?" And she ansuerde, "God lete me have delyveraunce yef ever man, my witynge, hadde to do with me in soche maner." And they that this herden blessed them for merveyle, and seyde that it myght never be so, neythir of hir ne of noon other --"but that ye hope to excuse hym so that hathdon the dede. But truly, grete pité it is of you, for as soone as the juges knowe therof, ye moste be deed." When she herde this she was sore abaisshed and seyde, "So veryly God make my soule safe, as I sawe hym never that hath don me this, ne never I hym knewe." And the women that her herde speke helde her for a foole and untrewe, and clatered it aboute, and seyden certeynly that hir bewté was foulé spente, seth it was loste in soche manere. And when she herde this, she remembred on hir confessour, and com to hym, and tolde as the wymen hadden seide. The gode man sye that she was grete with quyk childe, and merveiled gretly, and axed hir yef she hadde wele holden hir penaunce. "Sir," quod she, "ye, withoute fayle." Quod he, "Befill yowe never this merveyle saf ones?" "Certes, sir," quod she, "never before ne after." And when the gode man herde this, he merveyled strongeleche, and sette the oure and the nyght in writynge, like as she hadde tolde hym, and seide, "Be ye right syker, when this chelde shal be born, I shall well knowe yef ye have made eny gabbynge, and I have very trust in God that yef it be as ye have seide, ye shall not be deed therfore. But ye may wele have grete feer, for as soone as the juges knowe therof, they well make yow to be take for covetyse of youre londes and herytage, and do justice upon yow. But when ye be taken, sende me worde, and I shall come to helpe yow and comforte in all that I may. And wite well that God shall helpe yow, yef ye be soche as ye sey." And then he seide, "Goth hom to youre howse and have no drede. And loke ye, be of gode counfort and good lyvynge, for that ledith man and woman to gode endynge." And so she departed and come to hir owne house and ledde holyly hir lif, till the juges made hir to be taken and brought hir before them. And anon as she was arested, she lete sende after the gode ermyte that hadde alwey ben her counfort. And he cam in all the haste that he myght. And when he was comen, he fonde that the juges hedde brought hir byfore them. The justyces clepid hym to hem, and told hym the ansuere that she hadde seide hem, [that] she hadde never knowynge of mannes company. "And trowe ye," quod thei, "that eny woman myght have childe withoute mannes company?" The gode man ansuerid and seide, "I shell not sey all that I thynke, but thus moche I sey unto yow: yef ye will do my counsell, ye shall not put hir to jugement while she is with childe, till that she be deliverd, for the childe hath no deth de- served." The juges seiden, "We shall do as ye counsele." Quod the holy ermyte, "Yef ye do by my counsele, ye shall put hir in a stronge tour in gode warde, wher she shall have no power over hirself; and with hir ye shall put two women for to helpe hir at hir delyveraunce when tyme is, in soche maner that thei may not come oute no more. And thus shell she be lefte till she have chelde, and let hir aftar be kepte tyll she be stronge to goo by herself. And then yef ye se none other thyng be her than ye se now, than do the justice as ye seme right. Thus shall ye do now be my rede, and yef ye do othirwise, I may no more." And even as the good man devised, they dede. And so she was shet in a stronge tour, and with her two women, the wiseste that they knewe of soche mysteré, and made hem a wyndowe to hale upe that hem ought to have. When this was don, the gode man spake to hem benethe on the grounde withoute, and seyde to the damsell, "When thow haste childe," quod he, "make it to be baptiseth as soone as thow mayste. And when thow shalte be brought oute ageyn to jugement, lete me have wetynge." In this wyse abode they stille in the tour a grete while, til that she was delyvered of a sone, as God wolde. And when he was born it hadde the engyne and the witt of a feende, after the kynde of hym that begate hym. But the devell wrought so folily that our Lorde toke it to His owne use, be the very repentaunce of the modir, that hir put in the mercy and ordenaunce of God and holicherche, and hilde wele the doctryne of His mynystres. And therfore, oure Lorde wolde not lese that shulde be His. And ther the devell was disseyved of his purpos, that he hadde ordeyned that childe to have his art and witte to knowe alle thynges don and seide, bothe that were paste and that were to come. And oure Lorde, that alle thynges knoweth, [when He] sye the repentaunce of the moder and that it was not her will that was so befellen, He wolde have hym on His parte; nevertheles, He yaf hym fre choys to do what he wolde, for yef he wolde he myght yelde God His parte, unto the fende his also. Thus was this childe born, of whom the wemen were sore afeerde, for they sye hym more roughe than other childeren that they had seyn. And so they shewed [it] to the moder, and when she it sough, she sayned her and sayd, "This childe maketh me to have grete feer." Quod the wemen, "So doth it to us." Quoth the moder, "Lete it be let don owte at the wyndowe that it may be baptysed." And they dyd soo. "What shalbe his name?" "I will," quod she, "that it have name after my fader." Then they let it down by a corde owte at the wyndowe of the tour, and cherged hem that weren benethe that it shulde be baptysed and named after the gode man that was fader of the modre; and so it was. And so was it cristened Merlyn, and was delyvered to the women upe to the wyndowe to the moder, and ther was none othir women that durste norishe it but the moder, for it was so grysly to syght, and therfore was the moder suffred to norishe it tell it was ten monthes of age. And than it semed two yere age or more. And whan it was twelve monthes of age the wemen seide to the modre, "Dame, we will no lenger be here in this case from oure frendes. We will gone owte, for we have be here longe tyme." Then quod she, "As sone as ye departe from hens shall I be brought to jugement." Quod they, "We may no more be hereynne, and therfore we ne may no more do therto." Then she wepte and cryde hem mercy, praynge hem to abyde a while, and they graunted hir. And as they lened lokynge oute at the wyndowe theras she were sore wepynge, [she] toke the child in her armes sayinge, "Feyre sone, for youre sake shall I suffir the deth, and I have it not deserved. For ther is noon, saf oonly God, that knowith the trowthe. And I may not be byleved, wherfore I most with grete wronge be put to deth." And as she made this lamentacion, the chelde gan to beholde hir and seyde, "Moder," quod he, "be not dismayed, for ye shull never be juged to deth for my cause." And when the moder herde this ansuere, she aferid that as she sodenly made a sprynge, the childe fill oute of hir arme and cryde. The wemen that were at the wyndowe wenden that she hadde ben aboute to kylle the childe, andsodeynly axed hir, "Whi made the childe this shrike? Wilt thow slen it?" And she ansuerde, "I thought it never, but it was for a merveyle that it seide unto me." Quod she, "It seyde I sholde never be deed for hym." Than quod thei, "We shull heire hym sey othir thynges." Than they toke the childe and cherishid it, prayinge [it] to speke to hem. But for ought they cowde do, thei myght gete of hym no mo wordes, till on a tyme the modir seyde to the wemen, quod she, "Manace me and sey I shalbe brente," for fayn wolde she that the wemen herde it speke. The wemen seyde to the moder, "Truly, it is grete damage and pité that youre fayre body shalbe brent for so foule a creature. Better it were that he hadde never be born." "Certes," quod he, "falsly ye lyen, and that hath my moder made yow to sey." And when they herde this they were sore abaisshed and seiden, "Certes, this is no childe, but it is a devell who myght this have knowen that he hath seide." Than they axed hym many demaundes, but he wolde speke no more, saf he seide, "Let me be, and beth in pes, for ye ben more synfull than is my moder." And when they hadde herde this they hadden grete merveyle and seide, "This may not be kepte counseill, ne it ought not to be, and therfore we will telle it to the peple benethe withoute forth." Tho wente they unto the wyndowe and clepeden to the peple and tolde them this merveyle of the childe, insomoche that these tydinges com to the juges; and thei hadde therof grete merveile, and seide it was tyme to do justice upon the moder. Thei sente to the bailé that withynne forty dayes she sholde be brought before them to have her jugement. When the moder of Merlyn knewe that hir day was come, she hadde grete feer and sente worde to the gode hermyte, hir confessour. Thus she abode eight dayes or more, till the tyme com that she sholde be brent. Whan she remembred hir on hir deth she made grete lamentacion for grete drede. The childe wente aboute in the tour and sye his moder wepynge, and he lowgh and was mery. The wemen that this beheilde seide, "Thow thynkest full lityll on thi moders grete sorowe, that this weke for thee shall be brente." To this worde ansuerde the childe, "Feire moder, be not afeirde, for while I leve shall noon be so hardy to putt yow to deth, saf oonly God that is Almyghty." When the wemen herde this they seiden, "This childe shall ben a wise man and a wonderfull." And when the day com that was sette, the wemen were taken oute of the tour, and she bar hir sone in hir armes. The juges were come and toke the two women in counseill, and axed yef it were trewe that the childe hadde seyde soche wordes. And they seiden like as they hadden herde. And the juges seiden he moste be connynge of moche thynge, yef he shulde save his moder. And the gode hermyte was come to conforte the moder. And oon of [the] juges seide to hir, "Dame, make yow redy, for ye moste suffir this martire of deth." And she ansuerde, prayinge she myght speke with hir confessour; and they yaf hir lycence. And they entred into a chamber and lefte hir childe withoute, and the peple aresoned it with many questyons, but he yaf noon ansuere. The moder spake with hir confessour, pitosly wepynge. And when she hadde seyde all that she wolde, the gode man axed yef hir childe spake, and she seyde, "Ye." "Certes," quod the gode man, "therof shall come merveiles." Than thei come oute before the juges. The damsell was in hir smok, with a mantill abouten hir, and fonde hir son withoute the chamber, and toke him in her armes and stod still. And the juges examyned hyr: "Who was the fader of the childe?" And she ansuerde, "I knowe well I go to my deth, and so God have mercy and pyté on my soule, as I never knewe the fader, ne never hym saugh, ne never erthely man hadde I of knowleche, wherthourgh I sholde have childe." The juges seide, "We may never bileve that this be trewe that thow seiste." Than the juges drough hem apart and cleped these othir wemen and seide, "Dames, befill it ever to yow or to eny othir woman that ye herde of speke, that myght have childe withowte carnall knowynge of man?" And those seyde, "Withoute manes feliship myght no woman have chylde." Than the juge turned to this damesell and tolde how those wemen hadde seide: "and, therfore, it is grete reson that we do justice upon yow." Then Merlyn sprong oute of his mother's armes angrye, and seide to the juge, "It is not right that she be deed, for she hath it not deserved. And yef other shulde be don justice upon all tho that don avouterye besyde ther housbands, many there were werthy to be brent. And as touchynge this that is putte on my moder, she is nothynge gilty. Freinde of that gode man yef ye charge hym to say the trouthe." Then the juges examyned the gode hermyte yef it were so, and he seide "Ye," as by his wetynge; and he told hem how she was begiled in her slepe, and that "she never sedd him that dide the deed, ne I never hym sygh, wherfore al that aperteyneth to God I take upon me for hir. Nevertheles, I herde never of no soche merveyle, safe only of this." Than seide the child, "Ye have the houre and the tyme writen that I was ynne conceyved, and therby may you knowe yef my mother sey troath." The gode man ansuerde, "Thow seist soth, ne I wot not how thow myght knowe this." Than were the women cleped which tolde the hour of the childes berthe, and so was the gode mannes writyng fonde trewe. And the juge seide, "For al that, she sholde not go quyte." Than wrathed the childe and seide, "I know better my fader than thou doste thyn, and thy moder wiste beter whom is thy fader than my moder knoheth mynne." Than wrathed the juge and seide, "Yef thow censt ought say of my moder, sey on." Quoth the child, "I cowde sey so moche be thy moder that she hath beter deserved the deth then hath my moder therfore, yef that thove me. Leet my moder be in pese that natht knoweth of that thow puttest on hir in thy inngendure." Tho gan the juge to be right wrath and seyd, "Yef thow canste do so, then haste reserwed thy moder fro brennynge, but wyt thow well, yef thow canste not prewe this upon hir, I shall brenne bothe thee and thy moder togedere." "That shall never be while I lyfe," quoth Merlyn, "that thow shall have no powre overene my moder." This was Merlyne's pletere for his moder. [Summary. Merlin tells the judge that he knows his own father better than the judge knows his. Angered by the implications of Merlin's a**ertion, the judge summons his own mother, and in a private chamber asks her if her husband is really his father. She a**ures him that he is; but when Merlin offers a detailed account of the judge's having been fa- thered by a parson, the astonished mother admits that this is so. Fols. 6v (line 1)--7r (line 20) .] Than [Merlin] toke the juge apart and said, "Thi moder will anoon go telle hym that thee bygat all that I have seide, and when he hereth this, he will fle for feer of thee. And the devell, whom he hath ever servid, shalle lede hym to a water ther to drowne hymself. And so mayste thow prove that I knowe thynges that be to come." "Yef this be so," quod the juge, "never shall I mystrowe thee." Thus departed this counsell and come before the peple, and the juge seide well he hadde delyvered his moder fro brennynge be gode reson: "And be it well knowe to yow alle that never was seyen so wyse a man." And they ansuerde, "Blessed be oure Lorde that she is quyt fro the deth." Thus delyverid Merlyn his moder, and [he] abode with the juge. And the juge sent thre men with his moder to witte yef it were trewe that the childe hadde seyde. And anoon as the juges moder was com hom, she tolde the person the merveyle that she hadde herde. And when [he] herde that, he was so astonyed that he kowde ansuere no worde, supposynge that anoon as the juge were come, he wolde sle hym. And so he spedde hym oute of the town till he com to a ryver, and seyde to hymself that better it were ther to drowne hymself than the juge sholde hym shamfully do hym to deth before the peple. Thus ledde hym the devell that he hadde served, that he hadde lepte into the ryver and drowned hymself. And that saw they that were sent with the lady. And when they were returned, they told the juge, and hadde grete merveyle, and seyde unto Merlyn this thynge. And Merlyn lowgh. "I pray thee," quod he, "tellith to Blase, my moder's confessour." The juge tolde the gode man the merveyle that was befalle of the person. Than wente Merlyn and his moder and Blase and the juge whereas they liked. This Blase was a nobill clerk and subtile, and herde Merlyn speke sotilly as of his age, as he that was but two yere olde and an half, and he merveylede gretely whereof his grete wytte myght come. And he a**aide Merlyn in many maners. And Merlyn seyde, "The more thow a**ayest me, the more shalt thow fynde. But do and beleve that I shall sey, and I shall lyghtly teche thee to have the love of Jhesu Cryste and the lyf everlastynge." Blase ansuerde, "I have herde thee sey, and I leve well that thow art the sone of the devell. Wherfore I doute thee sore, lest thow me disceyve and begyle." "Hit is a custome," quod Merlyn, "that alle shrewed hertys gon in alle their afferes, as well the evell as the gode, even as thow hast herde me sey that I was conceyved of the devell. So haste thow herde me sey that God hath yove me mynde to knowe thynges that be to come. And wyte thow well that it is Godes will that I sholde knowe it, for He wolde that the devell sholde lese his part in me. But I have not loste the knowynge of here engynes, but I holde of hem that I ought to conne. But they ne shole therby take profyte, for they have fro henesforth loste ther travayle, for they put me in so digne a vessell, the whiche ne ought not to be theirs. But yef they hadden putt me in an evell woman, I sholde have hadde no power to have knowen what God hadde i-be. Therfore, leve that I sey unto thee. And I shall telle thee soche thynges that thow woldest trowe no creature myght sey unto thee. And therfore make a boke, and alle tho thate this boke shul se sholde the rather kepe hem from synne." Blase ansuerde and seide, "The boke I will gladly make, but I conjure thee in the name of the Fader, Sone, and Holy Goste that thow have no power me to begyle, ne to make me do soche thynge that God sholde with [me] be displesed." "Alle these thynges," quod Merlyn, "ne mowe thee hynder in body ne in sowle, for never shall I make thee do thynge that shal be ageyn the volenté of oure Lord Jhesu Cryste." "Than sey what thow wilt, and fro hensforth I will do it gladly." Quod he, "Gete ynke and parchemyn and all that longeth to writynge, and than I will telle thee." Blase sought all that hym mystered to write with, and when he was all redy, Merlyn began to telle the lovynge of Jhesus Criste, and of Joseph Abaramathie, like as thei hadden ben of the slayn; and of Pieron, and of othir felowes like as they weren departed; and the fynyshment of Joseph and of alle other. And after he tolde hym that whan alle thise thynges were don, how the develles toke theire counseile of that they hadde loste their power that they were wonte to have over man and woman. And how the prophetes hadden hyndred here purpos, and how they were acorded to purchase a man that sholde have their witte and mynde to disceyve the peple. "And thow hast herde be my moder, and also be other, the travayle that they hadden to begete me. But through theire foly they alle loste their travayle." Thus devised Merlyn this boke and made Blase to write it, which hadde therof so grete merveile that he wolde not telle it to no persone, and alwey hym thought that his tales weren gode, and therfore he herkened hem gladly. In the menetyme that they entended aboute this mater, come Merlyn to Blase and seyde, "Thow moste have grete traveyle aboute the makynge, and so shall I have moche more." And Blase axed, "How?" Merlyn seyde, "I shall be sente after to seche oute of the weste, and they that shull come to seche me have graunted their lorde that they shull me sle. But whan thei come and here me speke, they shull have no will me to sle. And I shall go with hem. And thow shalt go into that partyes where they be that have the Holy Vessell. And ever hereafter shall thy boke gladly be herde. And he that will know the lyf of kynges whiche were in the Grete Bretayne be- fore that Cristendom come, beholde The Story of Bretons, that is a boke that Maister Martyn traunslated oute of Latyn. But heire resteth this matere."