And if ye liggen wel to-night, com ofte,
670
And careth not what weder is on-lofte.
[The wyn anon], and whan so that yow leste,
So go we slepe, I trowe it be the beste.'
97. Ther nis no more, but here-after sone,
The [voydè] dronke, and travers drawe anon,
675
Gan every wight, that hadde nought to done
More in that place, out of the chaumber gon.