Sum good cowncel me to lere.
ffor sertes, seres, without dwere,
We stounde in ryght grett dowte.
Cayphas. Now trewly, sere, I ȝow telle,
This matere is bothe ffers and ffelle,
Combros it is therwith to melle,
And evyl to be browth abowte.
Annas. Syr Pylat, thou grett justyse,
Thow thou be of wittys wyse,
ȝit herke fful sadly with good devyse,