_Here Jhesus turnyth fro the women and goth forth, and ther thei metyn with Symonem in the place, the Jewys seyng to hym_, _Primus Judæus._ Sere, to the a word of good; A man is here thou mayst se, Beryth hevy of a rode, Where an he xal hangyd be. Therfore we pray alle the, Thou take the crosse of the man; Bere it with us to Kalvarye, And ryth gret thank thou xalt han. _Symon._ Seres, I may not in no degré,— I have gret errandys for to do; Therfore I pray ȝow excuse me, And on my herand lete me go. _Secundus Judæus._ What? harlot, hast thou skorne To here the tre? whan we the praye! Thou xalt berynt, haddyst thou sworn, And yt were ten tyme the weye! _Symon._ Serys, I pray ȝow dysplese ȝou nowth, I wole help to here the tre; Into the place it xal be browth, Where ȝe wole commawnde me. _Here Symon takyth the cros of Jhesus, and beryth it forth._ _Veronica._ A! ȝe synful pepyl, why fare thus? ffor swet and blod he may not se! Alias! holy prophete, Cryst Jhesus! Careful is myn hert for the! _And sche whypyth his face with her kerchy._ _Jhesus._ Veronyca, thi whipyng doth me ese! My face is clene that was blak to se: I xal them kepe from alle mysese, That lokyn on thi kerchy and remembyr me! _Than xul thei pulle Jhesu out of his clothis, and leyn them togedyr; and ther thei xul pullyn hym down and leyn along on the cros, and after that naylyn hym thereon._ _Primus Judæus._ Come on now here, we xal asay Yf the cros for the be mete; Cast hym down here in the devyl way, How long xal he standyn on his fete? _Secundus Judæus._ Pul hym down, evyl mote he the! And gyf me his arm in hast; And anon we xal se Hese good days thei xul be past! _Tertius Judæus._ Gef hese other arm to me,— Another take hed to hese feet; And anon we xal se Yf the borys be for hym meet. _Quartus Judæus._ This is mete, take good hede; Pulle out that arm to the sore. _Primus Judæus._ This is short, the devyl hym sped, Be a large fote and more. _Secundus Judæus._ ffest on a rop and pulle hym long, And I xal drawe the ageyn; Spare we not these ropys strong, Thow we brest both flesch and veyn! _Tertius Judæus._ Dryve in the nayle anon, lete se, And loke and the flesch and sennes welle last. _Quartus Judæus._ That I graunt, so mote I the; Lo! this nayl is dreve ryth wel and fast. _Primus Judæus._ ffest a rope than to his feet, And drawe hym down long anow. _Secundus Judæus._ Here is a nayl for both good and greet, I xal dryve it thorwe, I make a vow! _Here xule thei leve of and dawncyn abowte the cros shortly._ _Tertius Judæus._ Lo! fela, here a lythe takkyd on a tre! _Quartus Judæus._ ȝa! and I trowe thou art a worthy kyng! _Primus Judæus._ A! good sere, telle me now what helpyth thi prophecy the? _Secundus Judæus._ ȝa! or any of thi ffals prechyng!