but while the people slept, his enemy came and sowed tares among the wheat, and went his way.

while the bridegroom tarried, they were drowsy and slept.

then they spit in his face, some beat him on the head, others slapt him on the cheeks,

the graves opened, and the bodies of many saints who slept arose,

do you say "his disciples came by night, and stole him away while we slept.

but he slipt from his vest, and fled away naked.

then some began to spit on him, others cover'd his face and struck him on the head, crying out, divine, who it is. and the domestics slapt him on the cheeks.

they made him blind-fold, they slapt him on the face, and cry'd out, divine who it was that smote thee.