But Moses, Sir, now by your leave,
Although of heaven ye're possest,
For all you saw did not believe,
But you in Horeb once transgrest,
Wherefore by all it is confest,
You got but up the land to see,
And in the mount was put to rest,
Yea buried there, were you did die.
Moses meekly turned back,
And told his brother Aaron there.
How the old carling did so crack,
And in no ways did him forbear;
Then Aaron said, I will not sware,
But I'll conjure her as I can
And I will make her to forbear,
So that she shall not rap again.
Then Aaron said, You whorish wife,
Go get you gone and rap no more;
With idols you have led your life,
Therefore you shall repent it sore.
Good Aaron priest, I know you well,
The goldon calf you may remember,
Which made the people plauges to see;
This is of you recorded ever,
Your priesthood now is nothing worth,
Christ is my only priest, and he,
My Lord, that will not keep me forth,
⟨So⟩ I'll get in in spite of thee.
Up started Samsom at the last,
⟨Unto⟩ the gate apace came he,
⟨To⟩ drive away the wise with strength,
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