_4th Torturer._ Go we hence, and leave him here For I shall be his bail, this year He feels now no more pain; For Eli, ne for none other man All the good that ever he won Gets not his life again. [_Exeunt Torturers._ _Joseph._ Alas, alas, and well a way! That ever I should abide this day To see my master dead; Thus wickedly as he is shent, With so bitter tornament[405] Thro' the false Jews' red.[406] Nicodeme, I would we yede[407] To Sir Pilate, if we might spede His body for to crave; I will strive with all my might For my service to ask that knight, His body for to grave.[408] _Nicodemus._ Joseph, I will wend with thee For to do what is in me For that body to pray; For our good-will and our travail I hope that it may us avail Hereafterward some day. _Joseph._ Sir Pilate, God thee save! Grant me what I crave If that it be thy will. _Pilate._ Welcome, Joseph, might thou be, What so thou askest, I grant it thee So that it be skill.[409] _Joseph._ For my long service, I thee pray, Grant me the body, say me not nay Of Jesus dead on rood. _Pilate._ I grant it well if he dead be, Good leave shalt thou have of me. Do with him what thou think good. _Joseph._ Gramercy, sir, of your good grace That you did grant me in this place. Go we our way: Nicodeme, come me forth with, For I myself shall be the smith The nails out for to dray.[410] _Nicodemus._ Joseph, I am ready here To go with thee with full good cheer To help with all my might. Pull forth the nails on either side And I shall hold him up this tide; Ah, Lord, how art thou dight! [_They take down the body._ _Joseph._ Help now, fellow, with all thy might, That he be wounden[411] and well dight, And lay him on this bier: Bear we him forth into the kirk To the tomb that I gar'd[412] work Since full many a year. _Nicodemus._ It shall be so, withouten nay, He that died on Good Friday, And crownèd was with thorn; Save you all that now here be That Lord that thus would dee, And rose on Paschë[413] morn. THE CORNISH MYSTERY-PLAY OF THE THREE MARIES CHARACTERS The Gardener--Jesus Christ The Three Maries-- Mary Magdalene Mary, Mother of James Mary Salome First Angel Second Angel THE MYSTERY OF THE THREE MARIES [_Enter Mary Magdalene, and Mary, mother of James._] _Mary Magdalene._ What shall I do, alas! My Lord went to the tomb, To-day is the third day; Go now see indeed If he comes and rises, As he said to me truly. _Mary, Mother of James._ I will go and see The body _of him_ who redeemed me with pain, If it be risen again. Great comfort he was to us; That we should have seen his death! Alas! alas! [_Enter Mary Salome_ _Mary Salome._ The third day is to-day; If the body of Christ be risen, Go to see. For the torment which he had Is ever in my heart; This sorrow does not leave me. [_Here she shall meet the other Maries._