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THE WANDERING JEW.
And thereupon he thrust him thence;
At which our Saviour sayd, " I sure will rest, but thou shalt walke, sa
And have no journey stayed." With that this cursed shoemaker,
For offering Christ this wrong, Left wife and children, house and all,
And went from thence along. w
Where after he had seene the bloude
Of Jesus Christ thus shed, And to the crosse his bodye nail'd,
Awaye with speed he fled, Without returning backe againe «
Unto his dwelling place, And wandred up and downe the worlde,
A runnagate most base.
No resting could he finde at all,
No ease, nor hearts content; so
No house, nor home, nor biding place;
But wandring forth he went From towne to towne in foreigne landes,
With grieved conscience still, Repenting for the heinous guilt «
Of his fore-passed ill.
Thus after some fewe ages past
In wandring up and downe, He much again desired to see