My fader ye, and evere was:

[Arguments to the Contrary.]

For as me thenketh trewely

That every man doth mor than I 1650

As of this point, and if so is

That I have oght so don er this,

It is so litel of acompte,

As who seith, it mai noght amonte

To winne of love his lusti yifte.

For this I telle you in schrifte,