165.
And there he lent Litell John
Godë strokis thre;
‘I make myn avowe to God,’ sayde Lytell John,
‘These strokis lyked well me.
166.
‘Thou arte a bolde man and hardy,
And so thinketh me;
And or I pas fro this place
Assayed better shalt thou be.’
165.
And there he lent Litell John
Godë strokis thre;
‘I make myn avowe to God,’ sayde Lytell John,
‘These strokis lyked well me.
166.
‘Thou arte a bolde man and hardy,
And so thinketh me;
And or I pas fro this place
Assayed better shalt thou be.’