| | Tyl that the thridde cok began to synge | |
| | Aleyn wext wery in the dawnynge | |
| 315 | For he hadde swonken al the longe nyght | |
| | And sayde fare wel my faire swete wight | |
| | The day is come I may no lenger byde | |
| | Yet euermore where so y go or ryde | |
| | I am thyn owen clerk sa haue I hele | |
| 320 | Now dere lemman quod she go fare wele | |
| | But or thow go o thing I wol the telle | |
| | When that thou wendist homward by the melle | |
| | Right atte entre of the dore behynde | |
| | Thow shalt a cake of half abusshel fynde | |
| 325 | That was maad of thyn owen mele | |
| | Whiche that I halp my fader forto stele | |
| | And gode lemman god the saue and kepe | |
| | And with that word almost she gan to wepe | |
| | Aleyn vprist and thoughte or that it dawe | |
| 330 | I wil go crepe yn be my felawe | |
| | And fond the cradil with his hond anon | |
| | Be god thoughte he al wrong haue I gon | |
| | My hed is toty of my swynk to nyght | |
| | That makith me that y go not a right | |
| 335 | I wote wel by the cradyl I haue mys go | |
| | Here lith the myllere and his wyf also | |
| | And forth he goth a twenty deuyl way | |
| | Into the bed there the myllere lay | |
| | He wende haue cropen yn be his felow Iohn | |
| 340 | And by the myller yn he creep anon | |
| | And caughte hym be the necke & softe spak | |
