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And in ȝour jewgement be not slawe;
Ther was nevyr man dyd so gret trespace,
As Jhesu hath don ageyn oure lawe.
Annas. Now, bretheryn, than wyl ȝe here myn entent,
These ix. days let us abyde;
We may not gyf so hasty jugement,
But eche man inqwere on his syde.
Send spyes abouth the countré wyde,
To se and recorde and testymonye,
And than hese werkys he xal not hyde,
Nor have no power hem to denye.
Cayphas. This cownecelle acordyth to my reson.
Annas. And we alle to the same.
