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I was a servant unto Christ,
And Judas likewise is my name.
I know you by your colour first,
Forsooth indeed you are to blame;
Your master did not you betray?
And hang yourself when you had done.
Where'er you bide I will not stay,
Go then, you knave, let me alone.
Whate'er I be ⟨I'll be⟩ your guide,
Because you know not well the way;
Will ye but once in me conside,
I'll do all friendship that I may
What would you me Where do you dwell?
I have no will to go with thee;
I fear it is some lower cell,
I pray thee therefore let me be.
This is a stormy night and cold,
I'll bring you to a warm inn;
Will ye go forward and be bold,
And mend your pace till we win in.
I fear your inn will be to warm,
For too much hotness is not best:
Such hotness there may do me harm,
And keep me that I do not rest.
I know my way it is to hell,
For you are none of the eleven:
Go haste you then unto your cell,
My way is only unto heaven,
Thy way is by the gates of hell,
If you intend there for to go,
Go dame, I will not you compel,

But I with you will go also.