Ludus Coventriæ

by Unknown

We xal lede Jhesus at ȝour demawde;

And delyvyr hym Pylat onto,

And telle hym alle as ȝe comawnde.

Here enteryth Satan into the place in the most orryble wyse, and qwyl that he pleyth, thei xal don on Jhesus clothis and overest a whyte clothe, and ledyn hym abowth the place, and than to Pylat, be the tyme that hese wyf hath pleyd.

XXXI. PILATE’S WIFE’S DREAM.

Sathan. Thus I reyne as a rochand with a rynggyng rowth,

As a devyl most dowty dred is my dynt;

Many a thowsand develys to me do thei lowth,

Brennyng in flamys as fyre out of flynt!