Loke þat he passe noght, I þe praye.
ii Diab. Nay, nay, he will noȝt wende
Away or I be ware,
He shappis hym for to schende 155
Alle helle, or he go ferre.
14. Sattan. Nay, faitour, þerof schall he faile,
For alle his fare I hym deffie;
I knowe his trantis fro toppe to taile,
He leuys with gaudis and with gilery. 160
Þerby he brought oute of oure bale,