Hier in this world and elles eke.
Confessor.
Mi Sone, as we tofore spieke
In schrifte, so as thou me seidest,
And for thin ese, as thou me preidest, 5400
Thi love throghes forto lisse,
That I thee wolde telle and wisse(5600*)
The forme of Aristotles lore,
I have it seid, and somdiel more
Of othre ensamples, to assaie