of helle / Forsoþe þe su{n}ne and iubiter, goode planetis, & 32
gold, pure metal, and alle pure þi{n}gis þat gladen a man, figurynge
by resou{n} þe ioie of heuene / and blak Saturne, and þe
spotty moone, figure & bitokene þe condicioun of helle / and


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[Devils hate the joys of God and the brightness of the sun;
they delight in stinking places, and melancholy and hell-like
things.]

siþ þ{a}t deuelis be dampned, & ful of wreche of helle, þerfore
þei hate þe clennesse & þe ioie of oure lord god & of hise
seyntis / also þei haten þe su{n}ne and his cleernes, and pure
þi{n}gis þ{a}t maken a man glad. and naturaly it plesiþ he{m} to 4
dwelle in derk, & in blak, orrible, stynkynge placis, in heuynesse,

[But our Quinte Essence is heavenly, like the joy of Paradise,
and drives away anger and all that devils love, so that it is
fitly called ‘Man’s Heaven.’]

wreche, & malencoly, & i{n} þo þi{n}gis þ{a}t p{re}tende þe
condiciou{n} of helle / And siþ oure 5. e{ss}enc{e} aforeseid is so

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heuenly a þi{n}g, & by sotil c{ra}ft [*]brouȝt to so myche swetnes, 8
it is so sou{er}eyn a medicy{n} þ{a}t it may weel be lijkned to þe ioie
of p{ar}adice. forwhi, it makiþ a man liȝt, iocunde, glad, and