And he xal ben here be the oure of none,
And with the here he xal wone,
And han ful shrewyd rest.
Here xal a devyl spekyn in helle.
Demon. Out upon the! we conjure the,
That nevyr in helle we may hym se,
ffor and he onys in helle be,
He xal oure power brest.
Sathan. A! A! than have I go to ferre;
But som wyle help, I have a shrewde torne,