Laȝarus. I am with syknes alle woundyn in care,
And loke whan deth me xulde departe.
Quartus consolator et nuncius. ȝe xal have hele and leve in qwart,
If ȝe wol take to ȝow good chere.
Lazarus. Whan deth on me hath shet his dart,
I xal have hele and ly on bere.
Primus consolator. Be of good comforte and thynke not so,
Put out of herte that idyl thought;
ȝoure owyn mysdemynge may werke ȝow wo,
And cause ȝow sonere to dethe be brought.