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The Text is given from a thirteenth century MS in the library of Trinity College Cambridge B it is thus the earliest text of any ballad that we possess In the MS it is written in long lines four or six as in and to the stanza	A
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As the language in which it is written is not easily intelligible I have added a paraphrase on the opposite pages	B
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The Story is of great interest as it adds to the various legends of Judas a 'swikele' sister The treachery of Judas has long been popularly explained from the Gospel of St John xii as follows Judas being accustomed as bearer of the bag to take a tithe of all moneys passing through his hands considered that he had lost thirty pence on the ointment that might have been sold for three hundred pence and so took his revenge	C
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A Wendish ballad makes him lose the thirty pieces of silver intrusted to him for buying bread in gambling with certain Jews who when he had lost everything suggested that he should sell his Master Afterwards in remorse he rushes away to hang himself The fir tree is soft wood and will not bear him The aspen is hard wood and will bear him so he hangs himself on the aspen Since when the aspen always trembles in fear of the Judgement day	D
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JUDAS	E
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PARAPHRASE	F
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Hit wes upon a Scere thorsday	D
that ure loverd aros	G
Ful milde were the wordes	G
he spec to Iudas	G
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It was upon a Scere Thursday	D
That our Lord arose	G
Full mild were the words	G
He spake to Judas	G
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'Iudas thou most to Iurselem	H
oure mete for to bugge	I
Thritti platen of selver	J
thou bere up othi rugge	I
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'Judas thou must to Jerusalem	H
Our meat for to buy	K
Thirty plates of silver	J
Bear thou upon thy back	I
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'Thou comest fer ithe brode stret	D
fer ithe brode strete	D
Summe of thine tunesmen	L
ther thou meist i mete '	-
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'Come thou far in the broad street	D
Far in the broad street	D
Some of thy townsmen	L
Where thou might'st meet '	-
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Imette wid is soster	J
the swikele wimon	L
'Iudas thou were wrthe	M
me stende the wid ston	L
For the false prophete	D
that tou bilevest upon '	-
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Being met with his sister	J
The treacherous woman	L
'Judas thou wert worthy	M
One should have stoned thee with stone	L
For the false prophet	D
That thou believest upon '	-
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'Be stille leve soster	J
thin herte the to breke	I
Wiste min loverd Crist	D
ful wel he wolde be wreke '	-
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'Be still dear sister	J
May thine heart burst thee in twain	L
Did my Lord Christ know	L
Full well would he be avenged '	-
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'Iudas go thou on the roc	I
heie up on the ston	L
Lei thin heved i my barm	H
slep thou the anon '	-
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'Judas go thou on the rock	I
High up on the stone	L
Lay thine head in my bosom	H
Sleep thou anon '	-
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Sone so Iudas	G
of slepe was awake	I
Thritti platen of selver	J
from hym weren itake	I
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So soon as Judas	G
From sleep was awake	I
Thirty plates of silver	J
From him were taken	L
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He drou hym selve bi the cop	N
that al it lavede ablode	D
The Iewes out of Iurselem	H
awenden he were wode	D
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He drew himself by the head	D
So that it all ran with blood	D
The Jews out of Jerusalem	H
Thought he was mad	D
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Foret hym com the riche Ieu	O
that heiste Pilatus	G
'Wolte sulle thi loverd	D
that hette Iesus '	-
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Forth to him came the rich Jew	P
That hight Pilatus	G
'Wilt thou sell thy Lord	D
That hight Jesus '	-
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'I nul sulle my loverd	D
for nones cunnes eiste	D
Bote hit be for the thritti platen	L
that he me bi taiste '	-
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'I will not sell my Lord	D
For no kind of goods	G
Except it be for the thirty plates	G
That he entrusted to me '	-
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'Wolte sulle thi lord Crist	D
for enes cunnes golde '	-
'Nay bote hit be for the platen	L
that he habben wolde '	-
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'Wilt thou sell thy Lord Christ	D
For any kind of gold '	-
'Nay except it be for the plates	G
That he wished to have '	-
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In him com ur lord gon	L
as is postles seten at mete	D
'Wou sitte ye postles	G
ant wi nule ye ete	D
Ic am iboust ant isold	D
today for oure mete '	-
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In came our Lord walking	I
As his apostles sat at meat	D
'How sit ye apostles	G
And why will ye not eat	D
I am bought and sold	D
To day for our meat '	-
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Up stod him Iudas	G
'Lord am I that frek	I
I nas never othe stude	D
ther me the evel spec '	-
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Up stood Judas	G
'Lord am I that man	L
I was never in the place	G
Where I spake evil of thee '	-
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Up him stod Peter	J
ant spec wid al is miste	D
'Thau Pilatus him come	H
wid ten hundred cnistes	G
Yet Ic wolde loverd	D
for thi love fiste '	-
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Up stood Peter	J
And spoke with all his might	D
'Though Pilate should come	H
With ten hundred knights	G
Yet I would Lord	D
For thy love fight '	-
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'Still thou be Peter	J
well I the icnowe	Q
Thou wolt fur sake me thrien	L
ar the coc him crowe '	-
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'Still be thou Peter	J
Well I thee know	L
Thou wilt forsake me thrice	G
Ere the cock crow '	-