They wylle telle it bothe ffer and wyde;
My sunfulle levynge if thei out crye,
I wot nevyr wher myn heed to hyde.
Accusator. Alas! for sorwe myn herte doth blede,
Alle myn synnys ȝon man dude wryte;
If that my felawys to them toke hede,
I kannot me ffrom deth acquyte.
I wold I wore hyd sumwhere out of syght,
That men xuld me no where se ne knowe;
Iff I be take I am afflyght