The Talents
Pilate
Cernite qui statis / quod mire sim probitatis,
Hec cognoscatis / vos cedam ni taceatis,
Cuncti discatis / quasi sistam vir deitatis
Et maiestatis / michi fando ne neceatis,
hoc modo mando;
Neue loquaces,
Siue dicaces,
poscite paces,
Dum fero fando.
Stynt, I say! gyf men place / quia sum dominus dominorum!
he that agans me says / rapietur lux oculorum;
Therfor gyf ye me space / ne tendam vim brachiorum,
And then get ye no grace / contestor Iura polorum,
Caueatis;
Rewle I the Iure,
Maxime pure,
Towne quoque rure,
Me paueatis.
Stemate regali / kyng atus gate me of pila;
Tramite legali / Am I ordand to reyn apon Iuda,
Nomine wlgari / pownce pilate, that may ye well say,
Qui bene wlt fari / shuld call me fownder of all lay.
Iudeorum
Iura guberno,
pleasse me and say so,
Omnia firmo
Sorte deorum.
Myghty lord of all / me Cesar magnificauit;
Downe on knees ye fall / greatt god me sanctificauit,
Me to obey ouer all / regi reliquo quasi dauid,
hanged hy that he sall / hoc iussum qui reprobauit,
I swere now;
Bot ye youre hedis
Bare in thies stedis
Redy my swerde is
Of thaym to shere now.
Atrox armipotens / I graunt men girth by my good grace,
Atrox armipotens / most myghty callyd in ylk place,
vir quasi cunctipotens / I graunt men girth by my good grace,
Tota refert huic gens / that none is worthier in face,
Quin eciam bona mens / doith trowth and right bi my trew lays,
Silete!
In generali,
Sic speciali,
yit agane byd I
Iura tenete.
loke that no boy be to bustus, blast here for to blaw,
Bot truly to my talkyng loke that ye be intendyng;
If here be any boy that will not loutt till oure law,
By myghty mahowne, hygh shall he hyng;
South, north, eest, west,
In all this warld, in lengthe and brede,
Is none so doughty as I, the best,
doughtely dyntand, on mule and on stede.
Therfor I say,
loke that ye lowte to my lykance,
ffor dowte of dynt in greuaunce;
dilygently ply to my plesance,
As prynce most myghty me pay,
And talke not a worde;
ffor who so styrres or any dyn makys,
deply in my daunger he rakys,
That as soferan me not takys
And as his awne lorde.
he has myster of nyghtys rest that nappys not in noynyng!
boy, lay me downe softly and hap me well from cold.
loke that no laddys noy me nawder with cryyng nor with cronyng,
Nor in my sight ones greue me so bold.
If ther be any boyes that make any cry,
Or els that will not obey me,
he were better be hanged, hy,
Then in my sight ones mefe me.
Cernite qui statis / quod mire sim probitatis,
Hec cognoscatis / vos cedam ni taceatis,
Cuncti discatis / quasi sistam vir deitatis
Et maiestatis / michi fando ne neceatis,
hoc modo mando;
Neue loquaces,
Siue dicaces,
poscite paces,
Dum fero fando.
Stynt, I say! gyf men place / quia sum dominus dominorum!
he that agans me says / rapietur lux oculorum;
Therfor gyf ye me space / ne tendam vim brachiorum,
And then get ye no grace / contestor Iura polorum,
Caueatis;
Rewle I the Iure,
Maxime pure,
Towne quoque rure,
Me paueatis.
Stemate regali / kyng atus gate me of pila;
Tramite legali / Am I ordand to reyn apon Iuda,
Nomine wlgari / pownce pilate, that may ye well say,
Qui bene wlt fari / shuld call me fownder of all lay.
Iudeorum
Iura guberno,
pleasse me and say so,
Omnia firmo
Sorte deorum.
Myghty lord of all / me Cesar magnificauit;
Downe on knees ye fall / greatt god me sanctificauit,
Me to obey ouer all / regi reliquo quasi dauid,
hanged hy that he sall / hoc iussum qui reprobauit,
I swere now;
Bot ye youre hedis
Bare in thies stedis
Redy my swerde is
Of thaym to shere now.
Atrox armipotens / I graunt men girth by my good grace,
Atrox armipotens / most myghty callyd in ylk place,
vir quasi cunctipotens / I graunt men girth by my good grace,
Tota refert huic gens / that none is worthier in face,
Quin eciam bona mens / doith trowth and right bi my trew lays,
Silete!
In generali,
Sic speciali,
yit agane byd I
Iura tenete.
loke that no boy be to bustus, blast here for to blaw,
Bot truly to my talkyng loke that ye be intendyng;
If here be any boy that will not loutt till oure law,
By myghty mahowne, hygh shall he hyng;
South, north, eest, west,
In all this warld, in lengthe and brede,
Is none so doughty as I, the best,
doughtely dyntand, on mule and on stede.
Therfor I say,
loke that ye lowte to my lykance,
ffor dowte of dynt in greuaunce;
dilygently ply to my plesance,
As prynce most myghty me pay,
And talke not a worde;
ffor who so styrres or any dyn makys,
deply in my daunger he rakys,
That as soferan me not takys
And as his awne lorde.
he has myster of nyghtys rest that nappys not in noynyng!
boy, lay me downe softly and hap me well from cold.
loke that no laddys noy me nawder with cryyng nor with cronyng,
Nor in my sight ones greue me so bold.
If ther be any boyes that make any cry,
Or els that will not obey me,
he were better be hanged, hy,
Then in my sight ones mefe me.
Primus Tortor
war, war! for now com I,
The most shrew in this cuntry;
I haue ron full fast in hy,
hedir to this towne;
To this towne now comen am I
ffrom the mownt of caluery;
Ther crist hang, and that full hy,
I swe[re] you, bi my crowne.
At caluery when he hanged was,
I spuyd and spyt right in his face,
when that it shoyn as any glas,
so semely to my sight;
Bot yit for all that fayr thyng,
I loghe hym vnto hethyng,
And rofe of his clethyng;
To me it was full light.
And when his clothes were of in fere,
lord, so we loghe and maide good chere,
And crownyd that carle with a brere,
As he had bene a kyng;
And yit I did full propurly,
I clappyd his cors by and by,
I thoght I did, full curiously
In fayth hym for to hyng.
Bot to mahowne I make avowe,
hedir haue I broght his clethyng now,
To try the trowthe before you,
Euen this same nyght;
Of me and of my felowse two
with whom this garmente shall go;
bot sir pilate must go therto,
I swere you by this light.
ffor whosoeuer may get thise close,
he ther neuer rek where he gose,
ffor he semys nothyng to lose,
If so be he theym were.
bot now, now, felose, stand on rowme,
ffor he commes, shrewes, vnto this towne,
And we will all togeder rowne,
so semely in oure gere.
war, war! for now com I,
The most shrew in this cuntry;
I haue ron full fast in hy,
hedir to this towne;
To this towne now comen am I
ffrom the mownt of caluery;
Ther crist hang, and that full hy,
I swe[re] you, bi my crowne.
At caluery when he hanged was,
I spuyd and spyt right in his face,
when that it shoyn as any glas,
so semely to my sight;
Bot yit for all that fayr thyng,
I loghe hym vnto hethyng,
And rofe of his clethyng;
To me it was full light.
And when his clothes were of in fere,
lord, so we loghe and maide good chere,
And crownyd that carle with a brere,
As he had bene a kyng;
And yit I did full propurly,
I clappyd his cors by and by,
I thoght I did, full curiously
In fayth hym for to hyng.
Bot to mahowne I make avowe,
hedir haue I broght his clethyng now,
To try the trowthe before you,
Euen this same nyght;
Of me and of my felowse two
with whom this garmente shall go;
bot sir pilate must go therto,
I swere you by this light.
ffor whosoeuer may get thise close,
he ther neuer rek where he gose,
ffor he semys nothyng to lose,
If so be he theym were.
bot now, now, felose, stand on rowme,
ffor he commes, shrewes, vnto this towne,
And we will all togeder rowne,
so semely in oure gere.
Secundus Tortor
war, war! and make rowme,
ffor I will with my felose rowne,
And I shall knap hym on the crowne
That standys in my gate;
I will lepe and I will skyp
As I were now out of my wytt;
Almost my breke thay ar beshyt
ffor drede I cam to late.
Bot, by mahowne! now am I here!
The most shrew, that dar I swere,
That ye shall fynde aw where,
Spyll-payn in fayth I hight.
I was at caluery this same day,
where the kyng of Iues lay,
And ther I taght hym a newe play,
Truly, me thoght it right.
The play, in fayth, it was to rowne,
That he shuld, lay his hede downe,
And sone I bobyd hym on the crowne,
That gam me thoght was good.
when we had played with hym oure fyll,
Then led we him vnto an hyll,
And ther we wroght with hym oure will,
And hang hym on a rud.
Nomore now of this talkyng,
Bot the cause of my commyng;
Both on ernest and on hethyng
This cote I wold, I had;
ffor if I myght this cote gett,
Then wold I both skyp and lepe,
And therto fast both drynke and ete,
In fayth, as I were mad.
war, war! and make rowme,
ffor I will with my felose rowne,
And I shall knap hym on the crowne
That standys in my gate;
I will lepe and I will skyp
As I were now out of my wytt;
Almost my breke thay ar beshyt
ffor drede I cam to late.
Bot, by mahowne! now am I here!
The most shrew, that dar I swere,
That ye shall fynde aw where,
Spyll-payn in fayth I hight.
I was at caluery this same day,
where the kyng of Iues lay,
And ther I taght hym a newe play,
Truly, me thoght it right.
The play, in fayth, it was to rowne,
That he shuld, lay his hede downe,
And sone I bobyd hym on the crowne,
That gam me thoght was good.
when we had played with hym oure fyll,
Then led we him vnto an hyll,
And ther we wroght with hym oure will,
And hang hym on a rud.
Nomore now of this talkyng,
Bot the cause of my commyng;
Both on ernest and on hethyng
This cote I wold, I had;
ffor if I myght this cote gett,
Then wold I both skyp and lepe,
And therto fast both drynke and ete,
In fayth, as I were mad.
Tercius Tortor
war, war! within thise wones,
ffor I com rynyng all at ones!
I haue brysten both my balok stones,
So fast hyed I hedyr;
And ther is nothyng me so lefe
As murder a mycher and hang a thefe:
If here be any that doth me grefe
I shall them thresh togedir.
ffor I may swere with mekill wyn
I am the most shrew in all myn kyn,
That is from this towne vnto lyn,
lo, here my felowse two!
Now ar we thre commen in
A new gam forto begyn,
This same cote forto twyn,
Or that we farther go.
Bot to sir pilate prynce I red that we go hy,
And present hym the playnt how that we ar stad;
Bot this gowne that is here, I say you for-thy,
By myghty mahowne I wold not he had.
war, war! within thise wones,
ffor I com rynyng all at ones!
I haue brysten both my balok stones,
So fast hyed I hedyr;
And ther is nothyng me so lefe
As murder a mycher and hang a thefe:
If here be any that doth me grefe
I shall them thresh togedir.
ffor I may swere with mekill wyn
I am the most shrew in all myn kyn,
That is from this towne vnto lyn,
lo, here my felowse two!
Now ar we thre commen in
A new gam forto begyn,
This same cote forto twyn,
Or that we farther go.
Bot to sir pilate prynce I red that we go hy,
And present hym the playnt how that we ar stad;
Bot this gowne that is here, I say you for-thy,
By myghty mahowne I wold not he had.
Primus Tortor
I assent to that sagh, by myghty mahowne!
Let vs Weynde to sir pilate withoutten any fabyll;
Bot syrs, bi my lewte, he gettys not this gowne;
Vnto vs thre it were right prophetabyll;
Spill-payn what says thou?
I assent to that sagh, by myghty mahowne!
Let vs Weynde to sir pilate withoutten any fabyll;
Bot syrs, bi my lewte, he gettys not this gowne;
Vnto vs thre it were right prophetabyll;
Spill-payn what says thou?
Secundus Tortor
youre sawes craftely assent I vnto.
youre sawes craftely assent I vnto.
Primus Tortor
Then will I streght furth in this place,
And speke with sir pilate wordys oone or two,
ffor I am right semely and fare in the face;
And now shall we se or we hence go.
Then will I streght furth in this place,
And speke with sir pilate wordys oone or two,
ffor I am right semely and fare in the face;
And now shall we se or we hence go.
Tercius Tortor
Sir, I say the, by my lewtee,
where is sir pilate of pryce?
Sir, I say the, by my lewtee,
where is sir pilate of pryce?
Consultus
Sir, I say the, as myght I the,
he lygys here in the dewyll seruyce.
Sir, I say the, as myght I the,
he lygys here in the dewyll seruyce.
Primus Tortor
with that prynce-fowll myght he fall-
Must we haue at do.
with that prynce-fowll myght he fall-
Must we haue at do.
Consultus
I shall go to hym and call,
And loke what ye will say hym to.
My lord, my lorde!
I shall go to hym and call,
And loke what ye will say hym to.
My lord, my lorde!
Pilate
what, boy, art thou nyse?
call nomore, thou has callid twyse.
what, boy, art thou nyse?
call nomore, thou has callid twyse.
Consultus
my lord,!
my lord,!
Pilate
what mytyng is that that mevys me in my mynde?
what mytyng is that that mevys me in my mynde?
Consultus
I, lord, youre counselloure, pight in youre saw.
I, lord, youre counselloure, pight in youre saw.
Pilate
Say ar ther any catyffys combred that ar vnkynde?
Say ar ther any catyffys combred that ar vnkynde?
Consultus
Nay, lord, none that I knawe.
Nay, lord, none that I knawe.
Pilate
Then noy vs nomore of this noyse;
you carles vnkynde, who bad you call me?
By youre mad, maters I hald, you bot boyes,
And that shall ye aby, els fowll myght befall me.
I shall not dy in youre dett!
Bewshere, I byd, the vp thou take me,
And in my sete softly loke that thou se me sett.
Now shall we wytt, and that in hy,
If that saghe be trew that thou dyd say;
If I fynde the With lesyng, lad, thou shall aby,
fforto mell in the maters that pertenyth agans the lay.
Then noy vs nomore of this noyse;
you carles vnkynde, who bad you call me?
By youre mad, maters I hald, you bot boyes,
And that shall ye aby, els fowll myght befall me.
I shall not dy in youre dett!
Bewshere, I byd, the vp thou take me,
And in my sete softly loke that thou se me sett.
Now shall we wytt, and that in hy,
If that saghe be trew that thou dyd say;
If I fynde the With lesyng, lad, thou shall aby,
fforto mell in the maters that pertenyth agans the lay.
Consultus
Nay, sir, not so, withoutten delay,
The cause of my callyng is of that boy bold,
ffor it is saide sothely now this same day,
That he shuld dulfully be dede,
Certayn;
Then may youre cares be full cold,
If he thus sakles be slayn.
Nay, sir, not so, withoutten delay,
The cause of my callyng is of that boy bold,
ffor it is saide sothely now this same day,
That he shuld dulfully be dede,
Certayn;
Then may youre cares be full cold,
If he thus sakles be slayn.
Pilate
ffare and softly, sir, and say not to far;
Sett the with sorow, then semys thou the les,
And of the law that thou leggys be wytty and war,
lest I greue the greatly with dyntys expres;
ffals fatur, in fayth I shall slay the!
Thy reson vnrad I red the redres,
Or els of thise maters loke thou nomore mell the.
ffare and softly, sir, and say not to far;
Sett the with sorow, then semys thou the les,
And of the law that thou leggys be wytty and war,
lest I greue the greatly with dyntys expres;
ffals fatur, in fayth I shall slay the!
Thy reson vnrad I red the redres,
Or els of thise maters loke thou nomore mell the.
Consultus
Why shuld I not mell of those maters that I haue you taght?
Thoug ye be prynce peerles withoutt any pere,
were not my wyse wysdom youre wyttys were in waght;
And that is seen expresse and playnly right here,
And done in dede.
Why shuld I not mell of those maters that I haue you taght?
Thoug ye be prynce peerles withoutt any pere,
were not my wyse wysdom youre wyttys were in waght;
And that is seen expresse and playnly right here,
And done in dede.
Pilate
Why, boy, bot has thou sayde?
Why, boy, bot has thou sayde?
Consultus
yee, lorde.
yee, lorde.
Pilate
Therfor the devyll the spede, thou carle vnkynde
Sich felowse myght well be on rowme!
ye knaw not the comon cowrs that longys to a kyng.
Therfor the devyll the spede, thou carle vnkynde
Sich felowse myght well be on rowme!
ye knaw not the comon cowrs that longys to a kyng.
Primus Tortor
Mahowne most myghtfull, he mensk you with mayn,
Sir pilate pereles, prynce of this prese!
And saue you, sir, syttand semely suffrayn!
we haue soght to thy sayll no sayng to sesse,
Bot certyfie sone;
ye wote that ye demyd this day apon desse,
we dowte not his doyng, for now is he done.
Mahowne most myghtfull, he mensk you with mayn,
Sir pilate pereles, prynce of this prese!
And saue you, sir, syttand semely suffrayn!
we haue soght to thy sayll no sayng to sesse,
Bot certyfie sone;
ye wote that ye demyd this day apon desse,
we dowte not his doyng, for now is he done.
Pilate
ye ar welcom, Iwys, ye ar worthy ay war;
Be it fon so of that fatur, in fayth then am I fayne.
ye ar welcom, Iwys, ye ar worthy ay war;
Be it fon so of that fatur, in fayth then am I fayne.
Secundus Tortor
we haue markyd that mytyng, nomore shall he mar;
we prayed you, sir pilate, to put hym to payn,
And we thoght it well wroght.
we haue markyd that mytyng, nomore shall he mar;
we prayed you, sir pilate, to put hym to payn,
And we thoght it well wroght.
Pilate
lefe syrs, let be youre laytt and loke that ye layn;
ffor nothyng that may be nevyn ye it noght.
lefe syrs, let be youre laytt and loke that ye layn;
ffor nothyng that may be nevyn ye it noght.
Tercius Tortor
Make myrth of that mytyng full mekyll we may,
And haue lykyng of oure lyfe for los of that lad;
Bot, syr pilate peerles, a poynt I the pray;
hope ye with hethyng that harnes he had
To hold that was hys?
Make myrth of that mytyng full mekyll we may,
And haue lykyng of oure lyfe for los of that lad;
Bot, syr pilate peerles, a poynt I the pray;
hope ye with hethyng that harnes he had
To hold that was hys?
Pilate
That appentys vnto me, mafa! art thou mad?
I ment that no mytyng shuld, mell hym of this.
That appentys vnto me, mafa! art thou mad?
I ment that no mytyng shuld, mell hym of this.
Primus Tortor
Mefe the not, master, more if he mell,
ffor thou shall parte from that pelfe, thar thou not pleyte.
Mefe the not, master, more if he mell,
ffor thou shall parte from that pelfe, thar thou not pleyte.
Pilate
yit styrt not farer for noght that ye fell;
I aske this gowne of youre gyfte, it is not so greatt,
And yit may it agayn you.
yit styrt not farer for noght that ye fell;
I aske this gowne of youre gyfte, it is not so greatt,
And yit may it agayn you.
Secundus Tortor
how, all in fageyng? in fayth I know of youre featte,
ffor it fallys to vs four fyrst will I frayn you.
how, all in fageyng? in fayth I know of youre featte,
ffor it fallys to vs four fyrst will I frayn you.
Pilate
And I myster to no maner of mans bot myn.
And I myster to no maner of mans bot myn.
Tercius Tortor
yee, lord, let shere it in shredys.
yee, lord, let shere it in shredys.
Pilate
Now that hald I good skyll! take thou this, & thou that,
& this shall be thyne,
And by lefe and by law this may leyfe styll.
Now that hald I good skyll! take thou this, & thou that,
& this shall be thyne,
And by lefe and by law this may leyfe styll.
Primus Tortor
O lordyng! I weyn it is wrang,
To tymely I toke it, to take it the vntyll
The farest, and the fowllest thy felowse to fang.
O lordyng! I weyn it is wrang,
To tymely I toke it, to take it the vntyll
The farest, and the fowllest thy felowse to fang.
Pilate
And thou art payed of thi parte full truly I trowe.
And thou art payed of thi parte full truly I trowe.
Primus Tortor
It is shame forto se, I am shapyn bot a shrede.
It is shame forto se, I am shapyn bot a shrede.
Secundus Tortor
The hole of this harnes is holdyn to you,
And I am leuerd a lap is lyke to no lede,
ffor-tatyrd and torne.
The hole of this harnes is holdyn to you,
And I am leuerd a lap is lyke to no lede,
ffor-tatyrd and torne.
Tercius Tortor
By myghty mahowne that mylde is of mode,
If he skap with this cote it were a great skorne.
By myghty mahowne that mylde is of mode,
If he skap with this cote it were a great skorne.
Pilate
Now sen ye teyn so at this, take it to you
with all the mawgre of myn and myght of mahowne!
Now sen ye teyn so at this, take it to you
with all the mawgre of myn and myght of mahowne!
Primus Tortor
Drede you not doutles, for so Will we dow;
Grefe you not greatly ye gett not this gowne,
bot in fower as it fallys.
Drede you not doutles, for so Will we dow;
Grefe you not greatly ye gett not this gowne,
bot in fower as it fallys.
Secundus Tortor
had I a fawchon, then craftely to cutt it were I bowne.
had I a fawchon, then craftely to cutt it were I bowne.
Tercius Tortor
lo it here that thou callys!
It is sharp with to shere, shere if thou may.
lo it here that thou callys!
It is sharp with to shere, shere if thou may.
Secundus Tortor
Euen in the mydward to marke were mastre to me.
Euen in the mydward to marke were mastre to me.
Primus Tortor
Most semely is in certan the seym to assay.
Most semely is in certan the seym to assay.
Secundus Tortor
I haue soght all this syde and none can I se,
of greatt nor of small.
I haue soght all this syde and none can I se,
of greatt nor of small.
Pilate
Bewshers, abyd you, I byd you let be!
I commaunde not to cutt it, bot hold, it hole all.
Bewshers, abyd you, I byd you let be!
I commaunde not to cutt it, bot hold, it hole all.
Primus Tortor
Now ar we bon, for ye bad, withhald on youre hud.
Now ar we bon, for ye bad, withhald on youre hud.
Pilate
we! harlottys! go hang you, for hole shall it be.
we! harlottys! go hang you, for hole shall it be.
Tercius Tortor
Grefe you not greatly, he saide it for gud.
Grefe you not greatly, he saide it for gud.
Pilate
wyst I that he spake it in spytyng of me
Tytt shuld I spede forto spyll hym.
wyst I that he spake it in spytyng of me
Tytt shuld I spede forto spyll hym.
Secundus Tortor
That were hym loth, lord, by my lewte,
ffor-thi grauntt hym youre grace.
That were hym loth, lord, by my lewte,
ffor-thi grauntt hym youre grace.
Pilate
No greuans I will hym.
No greuans I will hym.
Primus Tortor
Gramercy thi gudnes!
Gramercy thi gudnes!
Pilate
yee, bot greue me nomo;
ffull dere beys it boght
In fayth, if ye do.
yee, bot greue me nomo;
ffull dere beys it boght
In fayth, if ye do.
Primus Tortor
Shall I then saue it?
Shall I then saue it?
Pilate
yee, so saide I, or to draw cutt is the lelyst,
and long cut, lo, this wede shall wyn.
yee, so saide I, or to draw cutt is the lelyst,
and long cut, lo, this wede shall wyn.
Tercius Tortor
Sir, to youre saying yit assent we vnto;
Bot oone assay, let se who shall begyn.
Sir, to youre saying yit assent we vnto;
Bot oone assay, let se who shall begyn.
Pilate
we! me falles all the fyrst, and forther shall ye.
we! me falles all the fyrst, and forther shall ye.
Secundus Tortor
Nay, drede you not doutles, for that do ye not;
O, he sekys as he wold, dyssaue vs now we se.
Nay, drede you not doutles, for that do ye not;
O, he sekys as he wold, dyssaue vs now we se.
Tercius Tortor
Bewshers, abyde you, heder haue I broght
thre dyse vs emang.
Bewshers, abyde you, heder haue I broght
thre dyse vs emang.
Primus Tortor
That is a gam all the best, bi hym that me boght,
ffor at the dysyng he dos vs no wrang.
That is a gam all the best, bi hym that me boght,
ffor at the dysyng he dos vs no wrang.
Pilate
And I am glad of that gam; On assay, Who shall begyn?
And I am glad of that gam; On assay, Who shall begyn?
Primus Tortor
ffyrst shall ye, and sen after we all.
haue the dyse and haue done,
and lefe all youre dyn,
ffor who so has most this frog shall he fall,
And best of the bonys.
ffyrst shall ye, and sen after we all.
haue the dyse and haue done,
and lefe all youre dyn,
ffor who so has most this frog shall he fall,
And best of the bonys.
Pilate
I assent to youre sayng; assay now I shall,
As I wold, at a wap wyn all at ones.
I assent to youre sayng; assay now I shall,
As I wold, at a wap wyn all at ones.
Secundus Tortor
A, ha! how now! here ar a hepe.
A, ha! how now! here ar a hepe.
Pilate
haue mynde then emang you how many ther ar.
haue mynde then emang you how many ther ar.
Tercius Tortor
thretteen ar on thre, thar ye not threpe.
thretteen ar on thre, thar ye not threpe.
Pilate
Then shall I wyn or all men be war.
Then shall I wyn or all men be war.
Primus Tortor
Truly lord, right so ye shall;
Bot grefe you not greatly, the next shall be nar
If I haue hap to my hand, haue here for all!
Truly lord, right so ye shall;
Bot grefe you not greatly, the next shall be nar
If I haue hap to my hand, haue here for all!
Pilate
And I haue sene as greatt a freke of his forward falyd.
here ar bot Aght turnyd vp at ones.
And I haue sene as greatt a freke of his forward falyd.
here ar bot Aght turnyd vp at ones.
Primus Tortor
Aght? a, his armes, that is yll! what so me alyd,
I was falsly begylyd with thise byched bones;
Ther cursyd thay be!
Aght? a, his armes, that is yll! what so me alyd,
I was falsly begylyd with thise byched bones;
Ther cursyd thay be!
Secundus Tortor
Well I wote this wede bees won in thise wones,
I wold, be fayn of this frog myght it fall vnto me.
Well I wote this wede bees won in thise wones,
I wold, be fayn of this frog myght it fall vnto me.
Pilate
It bees in waght, in fayth, and, thou wyn.
It bees in waght, in fayth, and, thou wyn.
Secundus Tortor
No, bot war you away!
No, bot war you away!
Tercius Tortor
here is baddyst aboue, by mahownes bonys!
seuen is bot the seconde, the sothe for to say.
here is baddyst aboue, by mahownes bonys!
seuen is bot the seconde, the sothe for to say.
Secundus Tortor
we, fy! that is shortt.
we, fy! that is shortt.
Tercius Tortor
Do shott at thi hud! now fallys me the fyrst,
And I haue hap to this gowne, go now on gud;
The byched bones that ye be I byd you go bett;
ffelowse, in forward here haue I fefteen!
As ye wote I am worthi, won is this wede.
Do shott at thi hud! now fallys me the fyrst,
And I haue hap to this gowne, go now on gud;
The byched bones that ye be I byd you go bett;
ffelowse, in forward here haue I fefteen!
As ye wote I am worthi, won is this wede.
Pilate
what, whistyll ye in the wenyande! where haue ye beyn?
Thou shall abak, bewshere, that blast I forbede.
what, whistyll ye in the wenyande! where haue ye beyn?
Thou shall abak, bewshere, that blast I forbede.
Tercius Tortor
here ar men vs emang,
lele in oure lay, will ly for no leyd,
And I wytnes at thaym if I wroght any wrang.
here ar men vs emang,
lele in oure lay, will ly for no leyd,
And I wytnes at thaym if I wroght any wrang.
Primus Tortor
Thou wroght no dyssaytt, for sothe, that we saw,
ffor-thi thou art worthi, and won is this weyd At thyn awne wyll.
Thou wroght no dyssaytt, for sothe, that we saw,
ffor-thi thou art worthi, and won is this weyd At thyn awne wyll.
Pilate
yee, bot me pays not that playng to puf nor to blaw;
If he haue right I ne rek or reson thertyll,
I refe it hym noght.
yee, bot me pays not that playng to puf nor to blaw;
If he haue right I ne rek or reson thertyll,
I refe it hym noght.
Tercius Tortor
haue gud day, sir, and grefe you not yll,
ffor if it were duble full dere is it boght.
haue gud day, sir, and grefe you not yll,
ffor if it were duble full dere is it boght.
Pilate
Sir, sen thou has won this weyd. say will thou vowche safe
Of thi great gudnes this garment on me?
Sir, sen thou has won this weyd. say will thou vowche safe
Of thi great gudnes this garment on me?
Tercius Tortor
Sir, I say you certan this shall ye not haue.
Sir, I say you certan this shall ye not haue.
Pilate
Thou shall forthynk it, in fayth;
ffy, what thou art fre!
vnbychid, vnbayn!
Thou shall forthynk it, in fayth;
ffy, what thou art fre!
vnbychid, vnbayn!
Tercius Tortor
ffor ye thrett me so throle,
were it sich thre
here I gif you this gud.
ffor ye thrett me so throle,
were it sich thre
here I gif you this gud.
Pilate
Now, gramercy agayn!
Mekill thank and myn and this shalbe ment.
Now, gramercy agayn!
Mekill thank and myn and this shalbe ment.
Primus Tortor
Bot I had not left it so lightly, had play me it lent.
Bot I had not left it so lightly, had play me it lent.
Pilate
No, bot he is faythfull and fre, and that shall be ment;
And more if I may,
If he myster to me,
amend hym I mon.
No, bot he is faythfull and fre, and that shall be ment;
And more if I may,
If he myster to me,
amend hym I mon.
Tercius Tortor
I vowche safe it be so, the sothe forto say.
I vowche safe it be so, the sothe forto say.
Primus Tortor
Now thise dyse that ar vndughty / for los of this good,
here I forswere hertely / by mahownes blood;
ffor was I neuer so happy / by mayn nor by mode,
To wyn with sich sotelty / to my lyfys fode,
As ye ken;
Thise dysars and thise hullars,
Thise cokkers and thise bollars,
And all purs-cuttars,
Bese well war of thise men.
Now thise dyse that ar vndughty / for los of this good,
here I forswere hertely / by mahownes blood;
ffor was I neuer so happy / by mayn nor by mode,
To wyn with sich sotelty / to my lyfys fode,
As ye ken;
Thise dysars and thise hullars,
Thise cokkers and thise bollars,
And all purs-cuttars,
Bese well war of thise men.
Secundus Tortor
ffy, fy, on thise dyse / the devill I theym take!
vnwytty, vnwyse / With thaym that Wold lake;
As fortune assyse / men wyll she make;
hir maners ar nyse / she can downe and vptake;
And rych
She turnes vp-so-downe,
And vnder abone,
Most chefe of renowne
She castys in the dyche.
By hir meanes she makys / dysers to sell,
As thay sytt and lakys / thare corne and thare catell;
Then cry thay and crakkys / bowne vnto batell,
his hyppys then bakys / no symnell
ffor hote.
Bot fare well, thryfte!
Is ther none other skyfte
Bot syfte, lady, syfte?
Thise dysars thay dote.
ffy, fy, on thise dyse / the devill I theym take!
vnwytty, vnwyse / With thaym that Wold lake;
As fortune assyse / men wyll she make;
hir maners ar nyse / she can downe and vptake;
And rych
She turnes vp-so-downe,
And vnder abone,
Most chefe of renowne
She castys in the dyche.
By hir meanes she makys / dysers to sell,
As thay sytt and lakys / thare corne and thare catell;
Then cry thay and crakkys / bowne vnto batell,
his hyppys then bakys / no symnell
ffor hote.
Bot fare well, thryfte!
Is ther none other skyfte
Bot syfte, lady, syfte?
Thise dysars thay dote.
Tercius Tortor
what commys of dysyng / I pray you hark after,
Bot los of good, in lakyng / and oft tymes mens slaghter!
Thus sorow is at partyng / at metyng if ther be laghter;
I red leyf sich vayn thyng / and serue god herafter,
ffor heuens blys;
That lord, is most myghty,
And gentyllyst of Iury,
we helde to hym holy;
how thynk ye by this?
what commys of dysyng / I pray you hark after,
Bot los of good, in lakyng / and oft tymes mens slaghter!
Thus sorow is at partyng / at metyng if ther be laghter;
I red leyf sich vayn thyng / and serue god herafter,
ffor heuens blys;
That lord, is most myghty,
And gentyllyst of Iury,
we helde to hym holy;
how thynk ye by this?
Pilate
well worth you all thre, most doughty in dede!
Of all the clerkys that I knaw, most conyng ye be,
By soteltes of youre sawes, youre lawes forto lede;
I graunt you playn powere and frenship frele,
I say;
Dew vows [garde], mon senyours!
Mahowne most myghty in castels and towres
he kepe you, lordyngys, and all youres,
And hauys all gud day.
well worth you all thre, most doughty in dede!
Of all the clerkys that I knaw, most conyng ye be,
By soteltes of youre sawes, youre lawes forto lede;
I graunt you playn powere and frenship frele,
I say;
Dew vows [garde], mon senyours!
Mahowne most myghty in castels and towres
he kepe you, lordyngys, and all youres,
And hauys all gud day.
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