4th Torturer. Since that he is a man of law
He must needs have his will;
I trow he had not written that saw
Without some proper skill.
1st Torturer. Yea, let it hang above his head
It shall not save him from the dead
Naught that he can write.
2nd Torturer. Now ill a hale[394] was he born!
3rd Torturer. My faith, I tell his life is lorn
He shall be slain as tyte.[395]
If thou be Christ, as men thee call
Come down now among us all
And thole[396] not these missays.[397]
4th Torturer. Yea, and help myself that we may see
And we shall all believe in thee,
Whatsoever thou says.
1st Torturer. He calls himself good of might,
But I would see him be so wight[398]
To do such a deed.
He raised Lazare out of his delf[399]
But he cannot help himself
Now in his great need.
Jesus. Eli, Eli, lama sabacthani!
My God, my God! wherefor and why
Hast thou forsaken me?
2nd Torturer. How, hear ye not as well as I
How he can upon Eli cry
Upon this wise?
3rd Torturer. Yea, there is no Eli in this country
Shall deliver him from this meneye[400]
No, in no wise.
4th Torturer. I warrant you now at the last
That he shall soon yield the ghost
For bursten is his gall.