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The York Cycle, Play 33 - Second Trial Continued: Judgment on Jesus
Tyllemakers
001 Pilate. Lordyngis that are lymett to the lare of my liaunce,
002 3e schappely schalkes and schene for to schawe,
003 I charge yoou as yoour chiftan that yoe chatt for no chaunce,
004 But loke to youre lord here and lere at my lawe-
005 As a duke I may dampne yoou and drawe.
006 Many bernys bolde are aboute me,
007 And what knyght or knave I may knawe
008 þat list noyot as a lord for to lowte me,
009 I sall lere hym
010 In the deueles name, that dastard, to dowte me-
011 3a, who werkis any werkes withoute me,
012 I sall charge hym in chynes to chere hym.
013 Tharfore yoe lusty ledes within this lenght lapped,
014 Do stynte of yooure stalkyng and of stoutnes be stalland.
015 What traytoure his tong with tales has trapped,
016 That fende for his flateryng full foull sall be falland.
017 What broll ouere-brathely is bralland
018 Or vnsoftely will sege in ther sales,
019 þat caysteffe thus carpand and calland
020 As a boy sall be broght vnto bales.
021 þerfore
022 Talkes not nor trete not of tales,
023 For that gome that gyrnes or gales,
024 I myself sall hym hurte full sore.
025 Anna. 3e sall sytt hym full sore, what sege will assay yoou;
026 If he like not youre lordshippe, that ladde, sall yoe lere hym
027 As a pereles prince full prestly to pay yoou,
028 Or as a derworth duke with dyntes sall yoe dere hym.
029 Caiphas. 3aa, in faythe yoe haue force for to fere hym,
030 Thurgh youre manhede and myght bes he marred.
031 No chyualrus chiftan may chere hym
032 Fro that churll with charge yoe haue charred. [... ...]
033 In pynyng payne bees he parred.
034 Anna. 3aa, and with schath of skelpys yll scarred
035 Fro tyme that youre tene he haue tasted.
036 Pilate. Now certes, as me semes, whoso sadly has soght yoou,
037 3oure praysyng is prophetable yoe prelates of pees.
038 Gramercy yooure goode worde, and vngayne sall it noyot you
039 That yoe will say the sothe and for no sege cese.
040 Caiphas. Elles were it pitéwe appered in this prees-
041 But consayue how yooure knyghtes ere command.
042 Anna. 3a my lord, that leve yoe no lese,
043 I can telle you yoou tydes sum tythand
044 Ful sadde.
045 Pilate. Se, they bring yooone brolle in a bande.
046 We sall here nowe hastely at hand
047 What vnhappe before Herowde he had.
048 Miles 1. Hayll louelyest lorde that euere lawe led yoitt,
049 Hayll semelyest vndre sylke on euere ilka syde,
050 Hayll stateliest on stede in strenghe that is sted yoitt,
051 Hayll liberall, hayll lusty to lordes allied.
052 Pilate. Welcome, what tydandis this tyde?
053 Late no langgage lightly nowe lette yoou.
054 Miles 2. Sir Herowde ser, it is noght to hyde,
055 As his gud frende grathely he grete yowe
056 Foreuere.
057 In what manere that euere he mete yoou,
058 By hymselfe full sone wille he sette yoou
059 And sais that yoe sall not disseuer.
060 Pilate. I thanke hym full thraly; and ser, I saie hym the same-
061 But what meruelous materes dyd this myron ther mell?
062 Miles 1. For all the lordis langage his lipps, ser, wer lame;
063 For any spirringes in that space no speche walde he spell,
064 Bot domme as a dore gon he dwell.
065 þus no faute in hym gon he fynde,
066 For his dedis to deme hym to qwell,
067 Nor in bandis hym brathely to bynde;
068 And thus
069 He sente hym to youreself, and assynde
070 þat we, youre knyghtis, suld be clenly enclyned
071 And tyte with hym to you to trus.
072 Pilate. Syrs, herkens, here yoe not what we haue oppon hand?
073 Loo howe there knyghtes carpe that to the kyng cared.
074 Syr Herowde, thai say, no faute in me fand,
075 He fest me to his frenschippe, so frendly he fared,
076 Moreover sirs, he spake-and noght spared-
077 Full gentilly to Jesu, this Jewe,
078 And sithen to ther knyghtis declared
079 How fawtes in hym fande he but fewe
080 To dye.
081 He taste hym, I telle yoou for trewe,
082 For to dere hym he demed vndewe,
083 And sirs, ye sothly saie I.
084 Caiphas. Sir Pilate oure prince, we prelatis nowe pray yoou
085 Sen Herowde fraysted no ferther this faitour to flaye,
086 Resayue in yoour sall ther sawes that I saie yoou.
087 Late bryng hym to barre and at his berde sall we baye.
088 Anna. 3a, for and he wende thus by wiles away
089 I wate wele he wirke will vs wondre.
090 Oure menyoéhe marres that he may,
091 With his seggynges he settes tham in sondre,
092 With synne;
093 With his blure he bredis mekill blondre.
094 Whills yoe haue hym nowe haldes hym vndir-
095 We sall wery hym away yf he wynne.
096 Caiphas. Sir, no tyme is to tarie this traytour to taste.
097 Agayne ser Cesar hymselfe he segges, and saies
098 All the wightis in this world wirkis in waste
099 þat takis hym any tribute-thus his teching outrayes.
100 3itt forther he feynes slik affraies,
101 And sais that hymself is God son.
102 And ser, oure lawe leggis and layes
103 In what faytour falsed is fon
104 Suld be slayne.
105 Pilate. For no schame hym to shende will we shon.
106 Anna. Sir, witnesse of this wanes may be wonne,
107 þat will telle this withowten any trayne.
108 Caiphas. I can reken a rable of renkes full right,
109 Of perte men in prese fro this place ar I pas,
110 þat will witnesse, I warande, the wordis of this wight,
111 How wikkidly wrought that this wrecche has:
112 Simon, 3arus and Judas,
113 Datan and Gamaliell,
114 Neptalim, Leui and Lucas,
115 And Amys this maters can mell
116 Togithere.
117 þer tales for trewe can they telle
118 Of this faytour that false is and felle,
119 And in legyng of lawes ful lithre.
120 Pilate. 3a, tussch for youre tales, thai touche not entente.
121 þer witnesse I warande that to witnesse yoe wage,
122 Some hatred in ther hartis agaynes hym haue hent
123 And purpose be this processe to putt doun this
124 Caiphas. Sir, in faith vs fallith not to fage,
125 þai are trist men and true that we telle yoou.
126 Pilate. Youre swering, seris, swiftely yoe swage,
127 And no more in this maters ye mell yoou
128 I charge.
129 Anna. Sir, dispise not this speche that we spell you.
130 Pilate. If yoe feyne slike frawdis I sall felle yoou,
131 For me likis noght youre langage so large.
132 Caiphas. Oure langage is to large, but yooure lordshipp releue vs.
133 3itt we both beseke you late brynge hym to barre;
134 What poyntes that we putte forth latt your presence appreue vs-
135 3e sall here how this harlott heldes out of herre.
136 Pilate. 3a, butt be wise, witty, and warre.
137 Anna. 3is sir, drede yoou noyot for nothyng we doute hym.
138 Pilate. Fecche hym, he is noght right ferre-
139 Do bedell, buske the abowte hym.
140 Preco. I am fayne
141 My lorde for to lede hym or lowte hym.
142 Vncleth hym, clappe hym and clowte hym
143 If yoe bid me I am buxhome and bayne.
144 Knyghtis, yoe er commaundid with this caityf to care,
145 And bryng hym to barre, and so my lord badd.
146 Miles 1. Is this thy messege?
147 Preco. 3a sir.
148 Miles 1. þan moue the no mare,
149 For we ar light for to leppe and lede forthe this ladd.
150 Miles 2. Do steppe furth; in striffe ert thou stadde,
151 I vphalde full euyll has the happed.
152 Miles 1. O man, thy mynde is full madde,
153 In oure clukis to be clowted and clapped
154 And closed.
155 Miles 2. þou bes lassched, lusschyd and lapped.
156 Miles 1. 3a, rowted, russhed and rapped,
157 þus thy name with noye sall be noysed.
158 Miles 2. Loo this sege her, my souerayne, that yoe for sente.
159 Pilate. Wele, stirre noyot fro that stede, but stande stille thare.
160 Bot he schappe som shrewdnesse with shame bese he shente,
161 And I will frayst in faith to frayne of his fare.
162 Caiphas. We! Outte! Stande may I noyot, so I stare.
163 Anna. 3a, harrowe of this traytour with tene.
164 Pilate. Say renkes, what rewth gars you rare?
165 Er ye woode or wittles I wene?
166 What eyles yoou?
167 Caiphas. Out, slike a sight suld be sene.
168 Anna. 3a, allas, conquered ar we clene.
169 Pilate. We, ere yoe fonde, or youre force fayles yoou?
170 Caiphas. A, ser, saugh yoe noyot this sight, how that ther schaftes schuke,
171 And thez baneres to this brothel thai bowde all on brede?
172 Anna. 3a, ther cursed knyghtes by crafte lete them croke
173 To worshippe this warlowe vnworthy in wede.
174 Pilate. Was it dewly done thus indede?
175 Caiphas. 3a, yoa sir, oureselfe we it sawe.
176 Pilate. We, spitte on them, ill mott thai spede-
177 Say dastardes, the deuyll mote yoou drawe,
178 How dar yoe
179 þer baners on brede that her blawe
180 Lat lowte to this lurdan so lawe?
181 O faytouris, with falshed how fare yoe?
182 Miles 3. We beseke you and tho seniouris beside yoou sir sitte,
183 With none of oure gouernaunce to be greuous and gryll,
184 For it lay not in oure lott ther launces to lett,
185 And this werke that we haue wrought it was not oure will.
186 Pilate. þou lise-harstow lurdan?-full ille.
187 Wele thou watte if thou witnes it walde.
188 Miles 4. Sir, oure strengh myght noyot stabill tham stille,
189 They hilded for ought we couthe halde,
190 Oure vnwittyng.
191 Miles. For all oure fors in faith did thai folde
192 As this warlowe worschippe thai wolde-
193 And vs semid, forsoth, it vnsittyng.
194 Caiphas. A, vnfrendly faytours, full fals is youre fable,
195 þis segge with his sutteltéto his seett hath you sesid.
196 Miles 6. 3e may say what you semes ser, bot ther standerdes to stabill
197 What freyke hym enforces full foull sall he be fesid.
198 Anna. Be the deuyllis nese, yoe ar doggydly diseasid-
199 A, henne-harte, ill happe mot yoou hente.
200 Pilate. For a whapp so he whyned and whesid,
201 And yoitt no lasshe to the lurdan was lente.
202 Foul fall yoou.
203 Miles 3. Sir, iwisse no wiles we haue wente.
204 Pilate. Shamefully yoou satt to be shente,
205 Here combred caystiffes I call yoou.
206 Miles 4. Sen yoou lykis not, my lord, oure langage to leve,
207 Latte bryng the biggest men that abides in this land
208 Propirly in youre presence ther poustéto preve;
209 Beholde that they helde nott fro thei haue thaim in hand.
210 Pilate. Now yoe er ferdest that euere I fand,
211 Fy on youre faynte hertis in feere.
212 Stir the, no langer thou stande
213 þou bedell, this bodworde thou bere
214 Thurgh this towne,
215 þe wyghtest men vnto were
216 And the strangest ther standerdis to stere,
217 Hider blithely bid tham be bowne.
218 Preco. My souerayne, full sone sall be serued youre sawe,
219 I sall bryng to ther baneres right bigg men and strange.
220 A company of keuellis in this contréI knawe
221 That grete ere and grill, to the gomes will I gange.
222 Say, ye ledis botht lusty and lange,
223 3e most passe to ser Pilate apace.
224 Miles 1. If we wirke not his wille it wer wrang,
225 We ar redy to renne on a race
226 And rayke.
227 Preco. Then tarie not, but tryne on a trace
228 And folow me fast to his face.
229 Miles 2. Do lede vs, vs lykes wele this lake.
230 Preco. Lorde, here are the biggest bernes that bildis in this burgh,
231 Most stately and strange if with strenght thai be streyned.
232 Leve me ser, I lie not, to loke this lande thurgh,
233 þai er myghtiest men with manhode demened.
234 Pilate. Wate thou wele, or ellis has thou wenyd?
235 Preco. Sir, I wate wele withoute wordis moo.
236 Caiphas. In thy tale be not taynted nor tenyd.
237 Preco. We, nay ser, why shuld I be soo?
238 Pilate. Wele than,
239 We sall frayst or they founde vs fer fro
240 To what game thai begynne for to go.
241 Sir Cayphas, declare tham yoe can.
242 Caiphas. 3e lusty ledis, nowe lith to my lare,
243 Schappe yoou to ther schaftis that so schenely her schyne.
244 If yoon baners bowe the brede of an hare
245 Platly yoe be putte to perpetuell pyne.
246 Miles 1. I sall holde this as even as a lyne.
247 Anna. Whoso schakis with schames he shendes.
248 Miles 2. I, certayne I saie as for myne,
249 Whan it sattles or sadly discendis
250 Whare I stande-
251 When it wryngis or wronge it wendis,
252 Outher bristis, barkis, or bendes-
253 Hardly lat hakke of myn hande.
254 Pilate. Sirs, waites to ther wightis that no wiles be wrought,
255 þai are burely and brode, thare bost haue thai blowen.
256 Anna. To neven of that nowe ser it nedis right noght,
257 For who curstely hym quytes he sone sall be knawen.
258 Caiphas. 3a, that dastard to dede sall be drawen,
259 Whoso fautis he fouly sall falle.
260 Pilate. Nowe knyghtis, sen the cokkis has crowen,
261 Haue hym hense with hast fra this halle
262 His wayes.
263 Do stiffely steppe on this stalle,
264 Make a crye, and cantely thou call
265 Euene like as ser Annay the sais.
266 Anna. Oyes. Jesu, thou Jewe of gentill Jacob kynne,
267 þou nerthrist of Nazareth, now neuend is thi name.
268 Alle creatures the accuses. We commaunde the comme in
269 And aunswer to thin enemys; deffende now thy fame.
270 Caiphas. We! Out! We are shente alle for shame,
271 þis is wrasted all wrange as I wene.
272 Anna. For all ther boste yoone boyes are to blame.
273 Pilate. Slike a sight was neuere yoit sene.
274 Come sytt,
275 My comforth was caught fro me clene-
276 I vpstritt, I me myght noyot abstene
277 To wirschip hym in wark and in witte.
278 Caiphas. þerof meruayled we mekill what moued yoou in mynde
279 In reuerence of this ribald so rudely to ryse.
280 Pilate. I was past all my powre thogh I payned me and pynd,
281 I wrought not as I wolde in no maner of wise.
282 Bot syrs, my spech wele aspise:
283 Wightly his wayes late hym wende,
284 þus my dome will dewly deuyse,
285 For I am ferde hym in faith to offende
286 In sightes.
287 Anna. þan oure lawe were laght till an ende
288 To his tales if yoe treuly attende-
289 He enchaunted and charmed oure knyghtis.
290 Caiphas. Be his sorcery, ser-youreselffe the soth sawe-
291 He charmed oure chyualers and with myscheffe enchaunted.
292 To reuerence hym ryally we rase all on rowe;
293 Doutles we endure not of this dastard be daunted.
294 Pilate. Why, what harmes has this hatell here haunted?
295 I kenne to convyk hym no cause.
296 Anna. To all gomes he God son hym graunted
297 And liste not to leve on oure lawes.
298 Pilate. Say man,
299 Consayues thou noyot what comberous clause
300 þat this clargye accusyng the knawse?
301 Speke, and excuse the if thou can.
302 Jesus. Euery man has a mouthe that made is on molde
303 In wele and in woo to welde at his will,
304 If he gouerne it gudly like as God wolde
305 For his spirituale speche hym thar not to spill.
306 And what gome so gouerne it ill,
307 Full vnhendly and ill sall he happe;
308 Of ilk tale thou talkis vs vntill
309 þou accounte sall, thou can not escappe.
310 Pilate. Sirs myne,
311 3e fonne in faithe, all the frappe,
312 For in this lede no lese can I lappe
313 Nor no poynte to putt hym to pyne.
314 Caiphas. Withoute cause ser we come not this carle to accuse hym,
315 And that will we yoe witt as wele is worthy.
316 Pilate. Now I recorde wele the right yoe will no rathere refuse hym
317 To he be dreuen to his dede and demed to dye;
318 But takes hym vnto you forthé
319 And like as youre lawe will you lere,
320 Deme yoe his body to abye.
321 Anna. O, sir Pilate withouten any pere,
322 Do way,
323 3e wate wele withouten any were
324 Vs falles not, nor oure felowes in feere,
325 To slo no man-youreself the soth say..
326 Pilate. Why suld I deme to dede than withoute deseruyng in dede?
327 But I haue herde al haly why in hertes yoe hym hate.
328 He is fautles, in faith, and so God mote me spede
329 I graunte hym my gud will to gang on his gate.
330 Caiphas. Nought so ser, for wele yoe it wate,
331 To be kyng he claymeth, with croune,
332 And whoso stoutely will steppe to that state
333 3e suld deme ser, to be dong doune
334 And dede.
335 Pilate. Sir, trulye that touched to treasoune,
336 And or I remewe he rewe sall that reasoune,
337 And or I stalke or stirre fro this stede.
338 Sir knyghtis that ar comly, take this caystiff in keping,
339 Skelpe hym with scourges and with skathes hym scorne.
340 Wrayste and wrynge hym to, for wo to he be wepyng,
341 And than bryng hym before vs as he was beforne.
342 Miles 1. He may banne the tyme he was borne,
343 Sone sall he be serued as yoe saide vs.
344 Anna. Do wappe of his wedis that are worne.
345 Miles 2. All redy ser, we haue arayde vs.
346 Haue done,
347 To this broll late vs buske vs and brayde vs
348 As ser Pilate has propirly prayde vs.
349 Miles 3. We sall sette to hym sadly sone.
350 Miles 4. Late vs gete of his gere, God giffe hym ille grace.
351 Miles 1. þai ere tytt of tite lo, take ther his trasshes.
352 Miles 3. Nowe knytte hym in this corde.
353 Miles 2. I am cant in this case.
354 Miles 4. He is bun faste-nowe bete on with bittir brasshis.
355 Miles 1. Go on, lepis, haryoélordingis, with lasshes,
356 And enforce we, this faitour, to flay hym.
357 Miles 2. Late vs driffe to hym derfly with dasshes,
358 Alle rede with oure rowtes we aray hym
359 And rente hym.
360 Miles 3. For my parte I am prest for to pay hym.
361 Miles 4. 3a, sende hym sorow, assaye hym.
362 Miles 1. Take hym that I haue tome for to tente hym.
363 Miles 2. Swyng to this swyre to swiftely he swete.
364 Miles 3. Swete may this swayne for sweght of our swappes.
365 Miles 4. Russhe on this rebald and hym rathely rehete.
366 Miles 1. Rehete hym I rede you with rowtes and rappes.
367 Miles 2. For all oure noy this nygard he nappes.
368 Miles 3. We sall wakken hym with wynde of oure whippes.
369 Miles 4. Nowe flynge to this flaterer with flappes.
370 Miles 1. I sall hertely hitte on his hippes
371 And haunch.
372 Miles 2. Fra oure skelpes not scatheles he skyppes.
373 Miles 3. 3itt hym list not lyft vp his lippis
374 And pray vs to haue pety on his paunch.
375 Miles 4. To haue petie of his paunche he propheres no prayere.
376 Miles 1. Lorde, how likes you this lake and this lare that we lere yoou?
377 Miles 2. Lo, I pull at his pilche, I am prowd payere.
378 Miles 3. Thus youre cloke sall we cloute to clence you and clere yoou.
379 Miles 4. I am straunge in striffe for to stere yoou.
380 Miles 1. þus with choppes this churll sall we chastye.
381 Miles 2. I trowe with this trace we sall tere you.
382 Miles 3. All thin vntrew techyngis thus taste I,
383 þou tarand.
384 Miles 4. I hope I be hardy and hasty.
385 Miles 1. I wate wele my wepon not wast I.
386 Miles 2. He swounes or sweltes I swarand.
387 Miles 3. Late vs louse hym lightyly, do lay on your handes.
388 Miles 4. 3a, for and he dye for this dede vndone ere we all.
389 Miles 1. Nowe vnboune is this broll and vnbraced his bandes.
390 Miles 2. O fule, how faris thou now? Foull mott the fall!
391 Miles 3. Nowe because he oure kyng gon hym call
392 We will kyndely hym croune with a brere.
393 Miles 4. 3a, but first this purpure and palle
394 And this worthy wede sall he were,
395 For scorne.
396 Miles 1. I am prowd at this poynte to apper.
397 Miles 2. Latte vs clethe hym in ther clothes full clere,
398 As a lorde that his lordshippe has lorne.
399 Miles 3. Lange or thou mete slike a menyoéas thou mett with this morne.
400 Miles 4. Do sette hym in this sete as a semely in sales.
401 Miles 1. Now thryng to hym thrally with this thikk thorne.
402 Miles 2. Lo, it heldes to his hede that the harnes out hales.
403 Miles 3. Thus we teche hym to tempre his tales-
404 His brayne begynnes for to blede.
405 Miles 4. 3a, his blondre has hym broght to ther bales.
406 Now reche hym and raught hym in a rede
407 So rounde,
408 For his septure it serues indede.
409 Miles 1. 3a, it is gode inowe in this nede,
410 Late vs gudly hym grete on this grounde.
411 Aue, riall roy and rex judeorum,
412 Hayle, comely kyng that no kyngdom has kende.
413 Hayll vndughty duke, thi dedis ere dom,
414 Hayll, man vnmyghty thi menyoéto mende.
415 Miles 3. Hayll, lord without lande for to lende,
416 Hayll kyng, hayll knave vnconand.
417 Miles 4. Hayll, freyke without forse the to fende,
418 Hayll strang, that may not wele stand
419 To stryve.
420 Miles 1. We, harlott, heve vp thy hande,
421 And vs all that the wirschip are wirkand
422 Thanke vs, ther ill mot thou thryve.
423 Miles 2. So late lede hym belyve and lenge her no lenger,
424 To ser Pilate oure prince oure pride will we prayse.
425 Miles 3. 3a, he may synge or he slepe of sorowe and angir,
426 For many derfe dedes he has done in his dayes.
427 Miles 4. Now wightly late wende on oure wayes,
428 Late vs trusse vs, no tyme is to tarie.
429 Miles 1. My lorde, will yoe listen oure layes?
430 Here this boy is yoe bade vs go bary
431 With battis.
432 Miles 2. We ar combered his corpus for to cary,
433 Many wightis on hym wondres and wary-
434 Lo, his flessh al beflapped that fat is.
435 Pilate. Wele, bringe hym before vs as he blisshes all bloo;
436 I suppose of his seggyng he will cese euermore.
437 Sirs, beholde vpon hight and ecce homoo
438 þus bounden and bette and broght you before.
439 Me semes that it sewes hym full sore,
440 For his gilte on this grounde is he greuyd;
441 If yoou like for to listen my lore . [... ]
442 In race .[... ...]
443 Pilate. For propirly by this processe will I preve
444 I had no force fro this felawshippe this freke for to fende.
445 Preco. Here is al, ser that yoe for sende.
446 Wille yoe wasshe whill the watir is hote?
447 Pilate. Nowe this Barabas bandes yoe vnbende,
448 With grace late hym gange on his gate
449 Where yoe will.
450 Barabas. 3e worthy men that I here wate,
451 God encrece all youre comely estate
452 For the grace yoe haue graunt me vntill.
453 Pilate. Here the jugement of Jesu, all Jewes in this stede:
454 Crucifie hym on a crosse and on Caluerye hym kill.
455 I dampne hym today to dy this same dede,
456 þerfore hyngis hym on hight vppon that high hill.
457 And on aythir side hym I will
458 þat a harlott yoe hyng in this hast-
459 Methynkith it both reasoune and skill
460 Emyddis, sen his malice is mast,
461 3e hyng hym;
462 þen hym turmente, som tene for to tast.
463 Mo wordis I will not nowe wast,
464 But blynne not to dede to yoe bryng hym.
465 Caiphas. Sir, vs semys in oure sight that yoe sadly has saide.
466 Now knyghtis that are conant with this catyf yoe care,
467 The liffe of this losell in youre list is it laide.
468 Miles 1. Late vs one my lorde, and lere vs na lare.
469 Siris, sette to hym sadly and sare,
470 All in cordis his coorse vmbycast.
471 Miles 2. Late vs bynde hym in bandis all bare.
472 Miles 3. Here is one, full lange will it laste.
473 Miles 4. Lay on hande here.
474 Miles. I powll to my poure is past.
475 Nowe feste is he felawes, ful fast;
476 Late vs stere vs, we may not long stand here.
477 Anna. Drawe hym faste hense, delyuere yoou, haue done.
478 Go, do se hym to dede withoute lenger delay,
479 For dede bus hym be nedlyng be none.
480 All myrthe bus vs move tomorne that we may,
481 Itt is sothly oure grette Sabott day-
482 No dede bodis vnberid sall be.
483 Miles 6. We see wele the soth yoe vs say.
484 We sall traylle hym tyte to his tree,
485 þus talkand.
486 Miles 4. Farewele, now wightely wende we.
487 Pilate. Nowe certis yoe are a manly menyoe,
488 Furth in the wylde wanyand be walkand.
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