He xal not rysyn ageyn.
Pilatus. On this corner my seal xal sytt,
And with this wax I sele this pytt;
Now dare I ley he xal nevyr flytt
Out of this grave serteayn.
Annas. Here is more wax fful redy, loo!
Alle the corneres ȝe sele also,
And with a lokke loke it too,—
Than lete us gon oure way.
And lete these knytes abydyn therby,