Cleophas. Now was it not goodly don
Of Cryst Jhesu, oure mayster dere;
He hath with us a large wey gon,
And of his uprysyng he dede us lere.
Whan he walkyd with us in fere,
And we supposyd hym bothe deed and colde,
That he was aresyn ffrom undyr here,
Be holy Scripture the trewthe he tolde.
Lucas. Ryght lovyngely don forsoth this was,
What myght owre mayster tyl us do more,