"Everyman," with other interludes, including eight miracle plays. Various

Sweet Strength, tarry a little space.

      Strength. Nay, sir, by the rood of grace I will hie me from thee fast, Though thou weep till thy heart brast.

      Everyman. Ye would ever bide by me, ye said.

      Strength. Yea, I have you far enough conveyed; Ye be old enough, I understand, Your pilgrimage to take on hand; I repent me that I hither came.

      Everyman. Strength, you to displease I am to blame; Will you break promise that is debt?

      Strength. In faith, I care not; Thou art but a fool to complain, You spend your speech and waste your brain; Go thrust thee into the ground.

      Everyman. I had wend surer I should you have found. He that trusteth in his Strength She him deceiveth at the length. Both Strength and Beauty forsaketh me, Yet they promised me fair and lovingly.

      Discretion. Everyman, I will after Strength be gone, As for me I will leave you alone.

      Everyman. Why, Discretion, will ye forsake me?

      Discretion. Yea, in faith, I will go from thee, For when Strength goeth before I follow after evermore.

      Everyman. Yet, I pray thee, for the love of the Trinity, Look in my grave once piteously.

      Discretion. Nay, so nigh will I not come. Farewell, every one!

      Everyman. O all thing faileth, save God alone; Beauty, Strength, and Discretion; For when Death bloweth his blast, They all run from me full fast.

      Five-wits. Everyman, my leave now of thee I take; I will follow the other, for here I thee forsake.

      Everyman. Alas! then may I wail and weep, For I took you for my best friend.

      Five-wits. I will no longer thee keep; Now farewell, and there an end.

      Everyman. O Jesu, help, all hath forsaken me!

      Good-Deeds. Nay, Everyman, I will bide with thee, I will not forsake thee indeed; Thou shalt find me a good friend at need.

      Everyman. Gramercy, Good-Deeds; now may I true friends see; They have forsaken me every one; I loved them better than my Good-Deeds alone. Knowledge, will ye forsake me also?

      Knowledge. Yea, Everyman, when ye to death do go: But not yet for no manner of danger.

      Everyman. Gramercy, Knowledge, with all my heart.

      Knowledge. Nay, yet I will not from hence depart, Till I see where ye shall be come.

      Everyman. Methinketh, alas, that I must be gone, To make my reckoning and my debts pay, For I see my time is nigh spent away. Take example, all ye that this do hear or see, How they that I loved best do forsake me, Except my Good-Deeds that bideth truly.

      Good-Deeds. All earthly things is but vanity: Beauty, Strength, and Discretion, do man forsake, Foolish friends and kinsmen, that fair spake, All fleeth save Good-Deeds, and that am I.

      Everyman. Have mercy on me, God most mighty; And stand by me, thou Mother and Maid, holy Mary.

      Good-Deeds. Fear not, I will speak for thee.

      Everyman. Here I cry God mercy.

      Good-Deeds. Short our end, and minish our pain; Let us go and never come again.

      Everyman. Into thy hands, Lord, my soul I commend; Receive it, Lord, that it be not lost; As thou me boughtest, so me defend, And save me from the fiend's boast, That I may appear with that blessed host That shall be saved at the day of doom. In manus tuas--of might's most For ever--commendo spiritum meum.

      Knowledge. Now hath he suffered that we all shall endure; The Good-Deeds shall make all sure. Now hath he made ending; Methinketh that I hear angels sing And make great joy and melody, Where Everyman's soul received shall be.

      Angel. Come, excellent elect spouse to Jesu: Hereabove thou shalt go Because of thy singular virtue: Now the soul is taken the body fro; Thy reckoning is crystal-clear. Now shalt thou into the heavenly sphere, Unto the which all ye shall come That liveth well before the day of doom.

      Doctor. This moral men may have in mind; Ye hearers, take it of worth, old and young, And forsake pride, for he deceiveth you in the end, And remember Beauty, Five-wits, Strength, and Discretion, They all at the last do Everyman forsake, Save his Good-Deeds, there doth he take. But beware, and they be small Before God, he hath no help at all. None excuse may be there for Everyman: Alas, how shall he do then? For after death amends may no man make, For then mercy and pity do him forsake. If his reckoning be not clear when he do come, God will say--ite maledicti in ignem æternum. And he that hath his account whole and sound, High in heaven he shall be crowned; Unto which place God bring us all thither That we may live body and soul together. Thereto help the Trinity, Amen, say ye, for saint Charity.

      THUS ENDETH THIS MORALL PLAY OF EVERYMAN.