ffrom hefne to erth ethou toke the pas.
Jhesus. Of hevynly myght ryght grett solas,
To alle this world me xul sone se;
Go, calle thi systyr into this plas,
Byd Mary Mawdelyn come hedyr to me.
Martha. At thi byddyng I xalle here calle,
In hast we were here ȝow beforn.
Mawdelyn. Alas! my mowthe is byttyr as galle,
Grett sorwyn my herte on tweyn hath scorne;
Now that my brothyr from syth is lorn,