| And eke his skrippe and sette hym softe a doun | |
70 | His felaw was walkid in to the toun | |
| Forth with his knaue in to that osterye | |
| Where as he shoop hym that night to ly | |
| O dere maister sayde this sik man | |
| How haue ye faryn syn marche began | |
75 | I saw you nat this fourtenyght ne more | |
| God woot quod he labourid haue I ful sore | |
| And specially for thy saluacion | |
| Haue y said many a precious orison | |
| And for our othir frendis god hem blesse | |
80 | I haue this day be at your chirche at messe | |
| And said a sermon to my lewd wit | |
| Nat aftir the playn text of holy wryt | |
| For it is hard to you as I suppose | |
| And therfore telle I you al the glose | |
85 | Glosinge is a ful glorious thing certeyn | |
| For lettir sleth as we clerkis seyn | |
| There haue I taught hem to be charitable | |
| And spende her good there it is resonable | |
| And ther I saw our dame a where is she | |
90 | Yonder in the yerd I trow that she be | |
| Said this man and she wol come anon | |
| Ey maister wel com be ye by saint Iohn | |
| Sayde this wyf how fare ye hertely | |
| This frere arisith vp ful coriously | |
95 | And here embrasith in his armys narow | |
| And kissith here swete & chirkith as a sparow | |
| With his lippis / dame quod he right weel | |