The York Cycle, Play 20 Christ with the Doctors in the Temple Sporiors and Lorimers 001 Joseph. Marie, of mirthis we may vs mene, 002 And trewly telle betwixte vs twoo 003 Of solempne sightis that we haue sene 004 In that citéwhere we come froo. 005 Mary. Sertis, Joseph, yoe will noyot wene 006 What myrthis within my harte I maie, 007 Sen that oure sone with vs has bene 008 And sene ther solempne sightis alswae. 009 Joseph. Hamward I rede we hye 010 In all the myght we maye, 011 Because of company 012 Žat will wende in oure waye, 013 For gode felawshippe haue we fone 014 And ay so forward schall we fynde. 015 Mary. A, sir, where is oure semely sone? 016 I trowe oure wittis be waste as wynde. 017 Allas, in bale thus am I boone, 018 What ayleth vs both to be so blynde? 019 To go ouere-fast we haue begonne 020 And late that louely leue behynde. 021 Joseph. Marie, mende thy chere, 022 For certis whan all is done 023 He comes with folke in feere, 024 And will oueretake vs sone. 025 Mary. Oueretake vs sone sir? Certis nay, 026 Such gabbyngis may me noyot begyle, 027 For we haue trauelde all this day 028 Fro Jerusalem many a myle. 029 Joseph. I wende he hadde bene with vs aye, 030 Awaye fro vs how schulde he wyle? 031 Mary. Hit helpis nought such sawes to saie, 032 My barne is lost, allas the whille, 033 Žat euere we wente theroute 034 With hym in companye. 035 We lokid ouere-late aboute, 036 Full wooe is me forthy, 037 For he is wente som wayes wrang, 038 And non is worthy to wyte but wee. 039 Joseph. Agaynewarde rede I that we gang 040 The right way to that same citee, 041 To spire and spie all men emang, 042 For hardely homward gone is he. 043 Mary. Of sorowes sere schal be my sang, 044 My semely sone tille I hym see, 045 He is but xij yoere alde. 046 Joseph. What way someuere he wendis 047 Woman, we may be balde 048 To fynde hym with oure frendis. 049 Magister 1. Maistirs, takes to me intente, 050 And rede youre resouns right on rawe, 051 And all the pepull in this present, 052 Euere-ilke man late see his sawe. 053 But witte I wolde, or we hens wente, 054 Be clargy clere if we couthe knawe 055 Yf any lede that liffe has lente 056 Wolde aught allegge agaynste oure lawe, 057 Owthir in more or lesse. 058 Yf we defaute myght feele, 059 Dewly we schall gar dresse 060 Be dome euery-ilk a dele. 061 Magister 2. Žat was wele saide, so mot I the, 062 Swilke notis to neven methynke wer nede, 063 For maistirs in this lande ar we 064 And has the lawes lelly to lede, 065 And doctoures also in oure degree 066 Žat demyng has of ilka dede. 067 Laye fourthe oure bokes belyue, late see, 068 What mater moste were for oure mede. 069 Magister 3. We schall ordayne so wele, 070 Sen we all clergy knawe, 071 Defaute shall no man fele 072 Nowdir in dede ne sawe. 073 Jesus. Lordingis, loue be with yoou lentte 074 And mirthis be vnto this mené 075 Magister 1. Sone, hense away I wolde thou wente, 076 For othir haftis in hande haue we. 077 Magister 2. Sone, whoso the hedir sente, 078 They were nouyot wise, that warne I the, 079 For we haue othir tales to tente 080 Žan nowe with barnes bordand to be. 081 Magister 3. Sone, yf the list ought to lere 082 To lyve by Moyses laye, 083 Come hedir and thou shalle here 084 Že sawes that we shall saye, 085 For in som mynde itt may the brynge, 086 To here oure reasouns redde by rawes. 087 Jesus. To lerne of you nedis me nothing, 088 For I knawe both youre dedys and sawes. 089 Magister 1. Nowe herken yoone barne with his bowrdyng, 090 He wenes he kens more than we knawes. 091 We, nay, certis sone, thou arte ouere-yoonge 092 By clergy yoitt to knowe oure lawes. 093 Jesus. I wote als wele as yhe 094 Howe that youre lawes wer wrought. 095 Magister 2. Cum sitte, sone schall we see, 096 For certis so semys it noght. 097 Itt wer wondir that any wight 098 Vntill oure reasouns right schulde reche. 099 And thou sais thou hast insight 100 Oure lawes truly to telle and teche? 101 Jesus. The holy gost has on me light 102 And has anoynted me as a leche, 103 And geven me pleyne poure and myght 104 The kyngdom of heuene for to preche. 105 Magister 1. Whens-euere this barne may be 106 That shewes ther novellis nowe? 107 Jesus. Certis,I was or yoe, 108 And schall be aftir yoou. 109 Magister 1. Sone, of thy sawes, als haue I cele, 110 And of thy witte is wondir thyng, 111 But neuere the lesse fully I feele 112 Itt may falle wele in wirkyng. 113 For Dauid demys of ilka dele, 114 And sais thus of childir yoing: 115 Of ther mouthes, he wate full wele, 116 Oure lord has parformed loving. 117 But yoitt sone, schulde thou lette 118 Here for to speke ouere-large, 119 For where maistirs are mette 120 Childre wordis are noyot to charge, 121 And if thou wolde neuere so fayne, 122 Yf all the liste to lere the lawe, 123 Žou arte nowthir of myght ne mayne 124 To kenne it as a clerke may knawe. 125 Jesus. Sirs, I saie yoou for sartayne 126 That suthfast schal be all my sawe, 127 And poure haue playnere and playne 128 To say and aunswer as me awe. 129 Doctor 1. Maistirs, what may this mene? 130 Meruayle methynke haue I, 131 Whens-euere this barne haue bene 132 That carpis thus connandly? 133 Doctor 2. Als wyde in worlde als we haue wente 134 3itt fande we neuere swilke ferly fare, 135 For certis I trowe this barne be sente 136 Full souerandly to salue oure sare. 137 Jesus. Sirs, I schall proue in youre present 138 Alle the sawes that I saide are. 139 Doctor 3. Why, whilke callest thou the firste comaundement, 140 And the moste in Moyses lare? 141 Jesus. Sirs, sen yoe are sette on rowes 142 And has youre bokes on brede, 143 Late se sirs, in youre sawes, 144 Howe right that yoe can rede. 145 Doctor 1. I rede this is the firste bidding 146 Žat Moyses taught vs here vntill: 147 To honnoure God ouere all thing 148 With all thy witte and all thi will, 149 And all thyn harte in hym schall hyng, 150 Erlye and late, both lowde and still. 151 Jesus. 3e nedis non othir bokes to bring, 152 But fandis this for to fulfill. 153 The secounde may men preve 154 And clerly knawe, wherby 155 3oure neghbours shall yoe loue 156