And thei eten but litille bred, but zif it be in courtes of grete lordes.

Good sweete lorde, Forbeare thy courtshypp, our acquayntance is Too oulde, & as I hope frendshypp too fyrme To be nowe semented.

And now, just now, resolveinge to aflycte That myserable lorde, he doth dispyse Me & hys shame, because in me it lyes.

And he takethe on; and than men zeven to the othere lordes, that ben aboute him.