In peyn evyr to be pyht.
Lucyfer. At thy byddyng thi wyl I werke,
And pas fro joy to peyne smerte,
Now I am a devyl ful derke,
That was an aungelle bryht.
Now to helle the wey I take,
In endeles peyn ther to be pyht.
ffor fere of fyre a fart I crake,
In helle doonjoone myn dene is dyth.
Deus. Now hevyn is made ffor aungelle sake,