The York Cycle, Play 35 Crucifixio Christi Pynneres and Paynters 001 Miles. Sir knyghtis, take heede hydir in hye, 002 This dede on dergh we may noght drawe. 003 3ee wootte youreselffe als wele as I 004 Howe lordis and leders of owre lawe 005 Has geven dome that this doote schall dye. 006 Miles. Sir, alle thare counsaile wele we knawe. 007 Sen we are comen to Caluarie 008 Latte ilke man helpe nowe as hym awe. 009 Miles. We are alle redy, loo, 010 Žat forward to fulfille. 011 Miles 4. Late here howe we schall doo, 012 And go we tyte thertille. 013 Miles 1. It may noyot helpe her for to hone 014 If we schall any worshippe wynne. 015 Miles 2. He muste be dede nedelyngis by none. 016 Miles 3. Žanne is goode tyme that we begynne. 017 Miles 4. Late dynge hym doune, than is he done- 018 He schall nought dere vs with his dynne. 019 Miles 1. He schall be sette and lerned sone, 020 With care to hym and all his kynne. 021 Miles 2. Že foulest dede of all 022 Shalle he dye for his dedis. 023 Miles 3. That menes crosse hym we schall. 024 Miles 4. Behalde, so right he redis. 025 Miles 1. Thanne to this werke vs muste take heede, 026 So that oure wirkyng be noght wronge. 027 Miles 2. None othir noote to neven is nede, 028 But latte vs haste hym for to hange. 029 Miles 3. And I haue gone for gere goode speede, 030 Bothe hammeres and nayles large and lange. 031 Miles 4. Žanne may we boldely do this dede. 032 Commes on, late kille this traitoure strange. 033 Miles 1. Faire myght yoe falle in feere 034 Žat has wrought on this wise. 035 Miles 2. Vs nedis nought for to lere 036 Suche faitoures to chastise. 037 Miles 3. Sen ilke a thyng es right arrayed, 038 The wiselier nowe wirke may we. 039 Miles 4. Že crosse on grounde is goodely graied 040 And boorede even as it awith to be. 041 Miles 1. Lokis that the ladde on lenghe be layde 042 And made me thane vnto this tree. 043 Miles 2. For alle his fare he schalle be flaied, 044 That one assaie sone schalle ye see. 045 Miles 3. Come forthe thou cursed knave, 046 Thy comforte sone schall kele. 047 Miles 4. Thyne hyre here schall thou haue. 048 Miles 1. Walkes oon-now wirke we wele. 049 Jesus. Almyghty God, my fadir free, 050 Late this materes be made in mynde: 051 Žou badde that I schulde buxsome be 052 For Adam plyght for to be pyned. 053 Here to dede I obblisshe me 054 Fro that synne for to saue mankynde, 055 And soueraynely beseke I the 056 That thai for me may fauoure fynde. 057 And fro the fende thame fende, 058 So that ther saules be saffe 059 In welthe withouten ende- 060 I kepe nought ellis to craue. 061 Miles 1. We, herke sir knyghtis, for Mahoundis bloode, 062 Of Adam-kynde is all his thoght. 063 Miles 2. Že warlowe waxis werre than woode, 064 Žis doulfull dede ne dredith he noght. 065 Miles 3. Žou schulde haue mynde, with mayne and moode, 066 Of wikkid werkis that thou haste wrought. 067 Miles 4. I hope that he hadde bene as goode 068 Haue sesed of sawes that he vppe-sought. 069 Miles 1. Thoo sawes schall rewe hym sore 070 For all his saunteryng sone. 071 Miles 2. Ille spede thame that hym spare 072 Tille he to dede be done. 073 Miles 3. Haue done belyue boy, and make the boune, 074 And bende thi bakke vnto this tree. 075 Miles 4. Byhalde, hymselffe has laide hym doune 076 In lenghe and breede as he schulde bee. 077 Miles 1. This traitoure here teynted of treasoune, 078 Gose faste and fetter hym than yoe thre; 079 And sen he claymeth kyngdome with croune, 080 Even as a kyng here hange schall hee. 081 Miles 2. Nowe, certis, I schall noyot fyne 082 Or his right hande be feste. 083 Miles 3. Že lefte hande thanne is myne- 084 Late see who beres hym beste. 085 Miles 4. Hys lymmys on lenghe than schalle I lede, 086 And even vnto the bore thame bringe. 087 Miles 1. Vnto his heede I schall take hede, 088 And with myne hande helpe hym to hyng. 089 Miles 2. Nowe sen we foure schall do this dede 090 And medill with this vnthrifty thyng, 091 Late no man spare for speciall speede 092 Tille that we haue made endyng. 093 Miles 3. Žis forward may not faile; 094 Nowe are we right arraiede. 095 Miles 4. This boy here in oure baile 096 Shall bide full bittir brayde. 097 Miles 1. Sir knyghtis, saie, howe wirke we nowe? 098 Miles 2. 3is, certis, I hope I holde this hande, 099 And to the boore I haue it brought 100 Full boxumly withouten bande. 101 Miles 1. Strike on than harde, for hym the boght. 102 Miles 2. 3is, here is a stubbe will stiffely stande, 103 Thurgh bones and senous it schall be soght- 104 This werke is wele, I will warande. 105 Miles 1. Saie sir, howe do we thore? 106 Žis bargayne may not blynne. 107 Miles 3. It failis a foote and more, 108 Že senous are so gone ynne. 109 Miles 4. I hope that marke amisse be bored. 110 Miles 2. Žan muste he bide in bittir bale. 111 Miles 3. In faith, it was ouere-skantely scored, 112 Žat makis it fouly for to faile. 113 Miles 1. Why carpe yoe so? Faste on a corde 114 And tugge hym to, by toppe and taile. 115 Miles 3. 3a, thou comaundis lightly as a lorde; 116 Come helpe to haale, with ille haile. 117 Miles 1. Nowe certis that schall I doo- 118 Full snelly as a snayle 119 Miles 3. And I schall tacche hym too, 120 Full nemely with a nayle. 121 Žis werke will holde, that dar I heete, 122 For nowe are feste faste both his hende. 123 Miles 4. Go we all foure thanne to his feete, 124 So schall oure space be spedely spende. 125 Miles 2. Latte see what bourde his bale myght beete, 126 Tharto my bakke nowe wolde I bende. 127 Miles 4. Owe, this werke is all vnmeete- 128 This boring muste all be amende. 129 Miles 1. A, pees man, for Mahounde, 130 Latte no man wotte that wondir, 131 A roope schall rugge hym doune 132 Yf all his synnous go asoundre. 133 Miles 2. Žat corde full kyndely can I knytte, 134 Že comforte of this karle to kele. 135 Miles 1. Feste on thanne faste that all be fytte, 136 It is no force howe felle he feele. 137 Miles 2. Lugge on yoe both a litill yoitt. 138 Miles 3. I schalle nought sese, as I haue seele. 139 Miles 4. And I schall fonde hym for to hitte. 140 Miles 2. Owe, haylle! 141 Miles 4. Hoo nowe, I halde it w