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4 Show me the way how came you here?

To tell to me it is no shame.

Is that a favour 'bout your neck?

And what is that upon your side?

I knew you by your colours first,

Is it a bag or silver sack?

What are you then? where do you bide?

I was a servant unto Christ,

And Judas likewise is my name.

Forsooth indeed you are to blame:

Your Master did you not betray?

And hang yourself when you had done

Where’er you bide I will not stay

Go then, you knave, let me alone.

Whatever I be, I’ll be your guide,

Because you know not well the way.

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.

I know your 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.

That 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,