Anonymous · published 1534 · first performed or written c.1519 (Annals) not in BritDrama T5 Christian faith, sin and salvation typicality 0.76 · 474 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T5: god, christ, david, sin, holy, israel, lord, mercy, sins, faith.
The availeth not to cry weep and pray But hast the lightly that thou were gone the journey And prove thy friends if thou can For weet you well the tide abideth no man And in the world each living creature For adams sin must die of nature death if I should this pilgrimage take And my reckoning surely make Show me for saint charity Should I not come again shortly No everyman and thou be ones there Thou must never more come here Trust me verily gracious god in high seat celestial Have mercy on me in this most need Shall I have no company fro this vale terestyall Of mine aqueyntaunce that way me to lead ye if any be so hardy That would go with thee/ and bear the company high the that thou were gone to god's magnyfycens Thy reckoning to give before his presence What/ weenest thou thy life is given the And thy wordly goods also I had wend so verily Nay nay/ it was but lend the For as soon as thou art go Another a while shall have it/ & than go therefro Even as thou hast done Everyman thou art mad/ that haste thy wits five And here on earth/ will not amend thy live For suddenly I do come. Do/ wretched caitiff whether shall I flee That I might scape this endless sorrow Now gentle death spare me till to morrow That I may amend me With good advisement. Nay thereto I will not consent Nor no man will I respite But to the heart suddenly I shall smite Without any advisement And now out of sight I will me high See thou make the ready shortly For thou mayst say this is the day That no man living may scape away Alas I may well weep with sighs deep Now have I no manner of company To help me in my journey/ & me to keep And also my writing is full unready Now shall I do now/ for to excuse me I would to god I had never be get To my soul a great profit it had be For now I fear pains huge and great The time passeth/ lord help that all wrought For though I mourn it availeth nought The day passeth/ and is almost ago I wots not well what to do To whom were I best my complante to make What and I to fellowship thereof spoke And showed him of this sudden chance For in him is all mine affiance We have in the world so many a day Be good friends in sport and play I see him yonder cartaynely I trust that he will bear me company Therefore to him will I speak to ease my sorrow Well met god fellowship and good morrow.
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¶The auayleth not to crye wepe and praye But haſt the lyghtly that yu were gone ye Iournaye And proue thy frendes yf thou can For weTe you well the tyde abydeth no man And in the worlde eche lyuynge creature For adams ſynne muſt dye of nature ¶Deth yf I ſholde this pylgrymage take And my rekenynge ſurely make Shewe me for ſaynt charyte Sholde I not come agayne ſhortly ¶No eueryman and thou be ones there Thou muſt neuer more come here Truſt me veryly ¶gracyous god in hye ſete celeſtyall Haue mercy on me in this mooſt nede Shall I haue no company fro this vale tereſtyall Of myne aqueyntaunce that waye me to lede ¶ye yf ony be ſo hardy That wolde go with the / and bere the cumpany Hye the that yu were gone to goddes magnyfycens Thy rekenynge to gyue before his preſence What / weneſt thou thy lyfe is gyuen the And thy wordely gooddes alſo ¶I had wende ſo verely ¶Ney nay / it was but lend the For as ſone as thou arte go Another a whyle ſhall haue it / & than go therfro Euen as thou haſt done Eueryman thou arte mad / yt haſt thy wyttes fyue And here on erth / wyll not amende thy lyue For ſodenly I do cume. ¶Do / wretched caytyfe whether ſhall I flee That I myght ſcape this endles ſorow Now gentyll deth ſpare me tyll to morow That I may amende me With good aduyſemente. ¶Nay therto I wyll not conſent Nor no man wyll I reſpyte But to the harte ſodenly I ſhall ſmyte Without any aduyſement And now out of ſyght I wyll me hye Se thou make the redy ſhortely For thou mayſt ſaye this is the day That no man lyuynge may ſcape awaye ¶Alas I may well wepe with ſyghes depe Now haue I no maner of cumpany To helpe me in my iourney / & me to kepe And alſo my wrytynge is full vnredy Now ſhall I do now / for to excuſe me I wolde to god I had neuer be gete To my ſoule a great profyte it had be For now I fere paynes huge and great The tyme paſſeth / lorde helpe that all wrought For though I mourne it aualeth nought The day paſſeth / and is almoſt ago I wot not well what to do To whome were I beſt my complante to make What and I to felawſhyp therof ſpake And ſhewed hym of this ſodayne chaunce For in hym is all myne affyaunce We haue in the worlde ſo many a daye Be good frendes in ſporte and playe I ſe hym yonder cartaynely I truſte that he wyll bere me cumpany Therfore to hym wyll I ſpeke to eaſe my ſorow Well met god felawſhyp and good morowe.