So be thei bothe in o balance.
P. iii. 309
‘Forthi, oure liege lord, we seie
In name of al the lond, and preie,
That left al other thing to done,
It like you to come sone
And se youre oghne liege men
With othre that ben of youre ken,
That live in longinge and desir[1568]
Til ye be come ayein to Tyr.’ 1010