If we had water for to drink,
We should not care for washing then,
Into these flames and filthy stink,
We burn with fire unto the doom:
Upbraid me then, good wife, no more,
For first when I heard of the name,
I knew thou hast such names in store,
Would make the devil to think shame.
Forsooth, Sir thief, thou art to blame,
If I had time now for to bide