P. ii. 217
And bad him, hou that evere it stod,
That he schal spare for no good,
For his will is riht wel to paie.
The Steward seide he wolde assaie: 2680
Bot nou hierafter thou schalt wite,
As I finde in the bokes write,[68]
What coveitise in love doth.
This Steward, forto telle soth,
Amonges al the men alyve[69]