2035
I bicom his man anoon,
And gave him thankes many a oon,
And kneled doun with hondis Ioynt,
And made it in my port ful queynt;
The Ioye wente to myn herte rote.
2040
Whan I had kissed his mouth so swote,
I had sich mirthe and sich lyking,
It cured me of languisshing.