As he me tolde, he comyth in rape.
Mawdelyn. That holy prophete doth come to late,
Oure brothyr is beryed iij. days or this;
A grett stone stoppyth the pyttys gate,
There as oure brothere beryde is.
Nuncius. Is Laȝarus deed? now God his sowle blys!
ȝit loke ȝe take non hevynes,
So longe to wepe ȝe don amys,
It may not helpe ȝour sorynes.
Martha. Oute of myn herte alle care to lete,