| Whan that the soule shal from the body pas | |
| I rede that our ost here shal begynne | |
| For he is most inuolupt in synne | |
615 | Comyth forth sir ost and offrith right anon | |
| And thou shalt kisse the relikes euerichon | |
| Ye for a grote vnbokil anon thy purs | |
| Nay nay quod he than haue I cristis curs | |
| Let be quod he it shal not be so theche | |
620 | Thou woldist make me kis thyn olde breche | |
| And swere it were a Relik of a seynt | |
| Though it were with thy fundement I peynt | |
| But by that cros whiche that saint Eleyn fond | |
| I wolde I hadde thy colious in my hond | |
625 | In stede of relikes othir of saintewary | |
| Let cutte hem of I wol helpe the hem to cary | |
| They shul be shryned in an hoggis tord | |
| This pardoner answerd not o word | |
| So wroth he was he wolde no word sey | |
630 | Now quod our ost I wol no lenger pley | |
| With the ne with non other angry man | |
| But right anon the worthy knyght began | |
| When that he saw that al the pepyl lough | |
| Nomore of this for it is right ynough | |
635 | Sir Pardoner be mery and glad of chere | |
| And ye sir ost that be to me so dere | |
| I pray you that ye kisse the pardonere | |
| And pardoner I pray the draw the nere | |
| And as we did let vs laughe and pley | |
640 | Anon they kissid and riden forth her wey | |