| | And many a iacke of douyr hast thou sold | |
| | That had be twis hoot and twis cold | |
| 25 | Of many a pilgrym hast thou cristis curs | |
| | For of thy persely yet fare they the wers | |
| | Now tel on gentil roger be thy name | |
| 30 | But I pray the be not wroth for game | |
| | Aman may say ful soth in game and pley | |
| | Thow saist soth sayde Roger be my fey | |
| | But soth pley quade pley as the flemyng saith | |
| | And therfore harry bally be thy feyth | |
| 35 | Be thow not wroth ar we departen here | |
| | Though that my tale be of an hostillere | |
| | But natheles I wil not telle it yet | |
| | But or we departe I wis thou shalt be quyt | |
| | And therwith al he lowgh and made chere | |
| 40 | And sayde his tale as ye shul aftir here | |
| | ¶ Here endith the cokis prolog . | |
| | ¶ And begynneth his tale . | |
| | A | Prentis whilom duelt in our cyte | |
| | Of craft of vitaillers was he | |
| | As gaylard he was as goldsmyth in þe shawe | |
| | Broun as a bery a proper felawe | |
| 5 | With lokkis I kembid ful fetously | |
| | Daunce he coude wel and iolily | |
| | Than he was clepid Perkyn Reuelour | |
| | He was as ful of loue and paramour | |
| | As is the hyue ful of hony swete | |
| 10 | Wel was the wenche þe with hym mighte slepe | |
| | And at euery bridale wolde he synge & hoppe | |
