And now it semyth it is but wast,—
Is not this drynk of good tast?
Now telle me how ȝe thynk!
Quartus Judæus. On lofte, sere hoberd, now ȝe be sett,
We wyl no lenger with ȝou lett!
We grete ȝou wel on the newe gett,
And make on ȝou a mowe.
Primus Judæus. We grete ȝou wel with a scorn,
And pray ȝou, bothe evyn and morn,
Take good eyd to oure corn,