Thi derke dore down I throwe,
My fayr ffrendys now wele I knowe,
I xal hem brynge reknyd be rowe
Out of here purcatorye!
XXXIV. THE BURIAL OF CHRIST.
Centurio. In trewthe now I knowe with ful opyn syght,
That Goddys dere sone is naylid on tre!
These wundyrful tokenys aprevyn ful ryght
Quod vere filius Dei erat iste!