But he must needs pay seven ducats for his pardon inscribed on parchment.
LIV
In these days there came two Premonstratensian friars to Damme with indulgences for sale. They were attired, over their monkish array, in a fine shirt trimmed with lace.
Posting themselves at the church door when it was fair weather, and under the porch when it was foul and rainy, they put up their tariff, in which they marked down for six liards, for a patard, a half livre of Paris, for seven, for twelve florins carolus, a hundred, two hundred, four hundred years of indulgence, and according to the price, demiplenary or full plenary, and forgiveness for the most heinous crimes, even that of desiring to violate Madame the Virgin. But that one cost seventeen florins.
They delivered to buyers who paid them certain little bits of parchment on which was written the number of years of indulgence. Above was found this inscription:
He that would not be
Stewed, roast, or fried
A thousand years in purgatory
Still in hell burning,