"Sun, for suth I sal noght fyne,
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Þat haly tre or I haue fun".
And sone hir way scho has bigun,
Furth scho went with faire menȝe
To Jerusalem, þat riche cete.
And when þe iews herd hereof tell
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Þat þe quene come þam omell,
Grete wunder had þai albidene
What thing hir cuming suld bimene.
And al þe iews sone did scho call
To cum into þaire comun hall.
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Þe sertayn suth hir forto lere
Of thinges þat scho wold enquere.
Here-fore þe iews had mekil dout.
Þai gedird togeder in grete rout
And priuely þai ask þis thing:
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What was þe caus of þe quenes cuming.
And sum, als þai had herd of hir,
Said: scho come for þe cros to spir
Waron Crist vnto dede was broght.
And ilkone said, þai knew it noght.
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So was þore ane þat hiyght Judas,
Þat grete mayster omang þam was;
Saint Simyon sun for suth was he,
And Simyon was sun of Ȝache.
Þis Judas said: "sumdele I mene
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Of thinges þat here bifore has bene.
Simyon, my fader, als ȝe sall here,
Told vnto me on þis manere,
When he wist wele sune forto dy:
" "Sun, he said, herkin me in hy!
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A counsail sall I tel to þe,
Þe whilk I will þou hald priue
If it bifall, sun, in þi liue
Þat any spir, oþir man or wiue,
Or efter þe cros will þe ass
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Þat Jhesu Crist on hanged was:
Or þai þarfore do þe to dede,
Tell þam vnto swilk a stede,
Þat now es waste & al vnkid —
For þore I wote wele was it hid.
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And, if þou may þi ded escheu,
Þan wald I þat no-man it kneu" ".
Þus tald he to me in what stede
Þai groue þe rode bi comun rede.
Bot if we any oþer wise mai do,
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I rede we tel noman þarto".
Þan had þai meruail in þaire mode —
For þai herd neuer are of þe rode.
Þan come þai furth ilkone bidene
In comun hall bifor þe quene.
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Sone on þis wise scho said þam to:
"Dose swith and chese one of þir two:
Whethir ȝow es leuir to suffer dede,
Or els to tel me in þis stede
Whore Cristes cros in erth es hid;
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And bot ȝe do, als I ȝow bid,
Ilkone ȝe sall be brint þis day".
And sone a fire scho did puruay.
And when þai saw þe fyr on brede,
In þaire hertis þan had þai drede,
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Vnto þe quene al gun þai cry:
"Lady, of vs here haue mercy,
For we wote no-thing how it was.
If any wote, þan wote Judas:
For he was ane old prophet sun,
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