Nothing is this more clean, uncleaner nothing that other,
Yet I ajudge —— cleaner and nicer to be;
5
For while this one lacks teeth, that one has cubit-long tushes,
Set in their battered gums favouring a muddy old box,
Not to say aught of gape like wide-cleft gap of a she-mule
Whenas in summer-heat wont peradventure to stale.
Yet has he many a motte and holds himself to be handsome—
10
Why wi' the baker's ass is he not bound to the mill?