No man more welkom in this werd wyde.
Cleophas. Off oure mayster Cryst Jhesu
ffor ȝe do speke so meche good,
I love ȝow hertyly, trust me trew,
He was bothe meke and mylde of mood.
Of hym to speke is to me food;
If ȝe had knowe hym, I dare wel say,
And in what plyght with hym it stood,
ȝe wold have thought on hym many a day.
Lucas. Many a day, ȝa, ȝa, i-wys