[Headnote: _The apostles find the tomb empty._]

“wher{ e} has thu so long y-ben{ e}? we haue beried o{ ur} heuene quen{ e}. 644 “thu lakkest eu{ er} at euery nede; thu helpest neu{ er} at gode dede.” “sore me thenketh þ{ a}t y nas here; [Sidenote: [leaf 85]] but y ne myght come no nere. 648 I-blessid be the quene of blys, in the place ther{ e} she ys, for wełł y wote in my thought, there ye her{ e} layde is she nought.” 652

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“Whare hast þou so longe bene? We haue buried heuene quene. Thou helpest noȝt at no good dede; Thou failest eu{ er} at most nede.” 812 “Sore me forþinkeþ þat I ne was here, But I ne myȝt come no nere. Blessed be sche, quene of blis, In þat stede þ{ er} now sche is! 816 [Sidenote: [leaf 79]] For wel I wote bi my þouȝt, Ther ȝe hure left, is sche nouȝt.”

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Thei seid to hym swithe anon{ e}, bothe Petr{ e} and seynt Ioh{ a}n, “thow woldest not be-leue, Thom{ a}s, that our{ e} lord y-nayled was. 656 eu{ er} thu leuys amysse in mynde, and tales y-now thu dos fynde. thu bi-leuest in god right noght; soche tales ne kepe we noght.” 660

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Than seide to him sone anone, Bothe Petir { and} seynt Ione, 820 “Thou ne woldest, leue thomas, That oure lord fram deth ras. Come, þou art mys bileuyd, And tales ynow þou canst fynde, 824 Thou leuest nouȝt on godes craft; Swylk felawis wille we nauȝt.”

[Sidenote: no{ t}a de v{ er}bis s{ an}c{ t}i Thome ap{ osto}li.] “be stille,” he seid, “brother Ioh{ a}n, why chide ye me so, one { and} on{ e}? me thenketh ye can litel good, for y her{ e} saw bothe flesħ { and} blood, 664 how our{ e} lady to heuene wend; her{ e} is the token that she me send.”

“Be stille,” he saide, “broþ{ er} Io{ ha}n. Whi chyde ȝe me eu{ er}ychone? 828 I am ful wery man for-gone; Me ne list answeri neu{ er} one. But I thanke oure lord god, I sawe hure w{ i}t{ h} flesche { and} blood, 832 Ther oure ladi to heuene went: Here is þe token þat sche me sent.”

Then seid seynt Petr{ e}, “that is soth; this ilke webbe her{ e} self woof. 668 w{ i}t{ h} her{ e} y dud it on the bere; wond{ er} me the thenketh þ{ a}t it is here. go we swithe in-to the vale, to knowe the sothe of this tale 672 that he hath vs now y-sayde, for it was in the tombe y-laide.”

Quath seynt Petir, “þat is sothe. This seynt sche hure self wof. 836 We dide it on hure in þe beere; Wonder me þinkeþ þat it is here. Go we swiþe in to þe vale, To wite þe sothe of þis tale 840 [Sidenote: [leaf 79, back]] That he haþ vs here yseide, For it was in þe tumbe ylaide.”