[Sidenote: The father prays his daughter to bring him to the
blissful bower. His daughter tells him that he shall see
the outside, but not a foot may he put in the city.]
“Moteleȝ may so meke & mylde,”
Þen sayde I to þat lufly flor,
“Bry{n}g me to þat bygly bylde,
& let me se þy blysful bor.” 964
Þat schene sayde, þat god wyl schylde,
“Þ{o}u may not enter w{i}t{h}-i{n}ne hys tor,
Bot of þe lombe I haue þe aquylde
For a syȝt þer-of þurȝ gret fauor. 968
Vt-wyth to se þat clene cloystor,
Þ{o}u may, bot i{n}wyth not a fote,
To strech in þe strete þ{o}u hatȝ no vygo{ur},
Bot þ{o}u wer clene w{i}t{h}-outen mote. 972
[Headnote: A DESCRIPTION OF THE NEW JERUSALEM.]