That lovest alle rihtwisnesse,
Unto thi dom, lord, I appele;[1230]
Behold and deme mi querele,
With humble herte I thee beseche;
The mercy bothe and ek the wreche
I sette al in thi juggement.’
And thus upon his marrement3310*
This paien hath made his preiere:[1231]
And than he ros with drery chiere,[1232]
And goth him forth, and in his gate