That, if I wist not to be controlde,
Yet somwhat to say I dare well be bolde,
How some delite for to lye thycke and threfolde.
Ad sannam hominem redigit comice[573] et graphice.
For ye said, that he said, that I said, wote ye what?
I made, he said, a windmil of an olde mat:
If there be none other mater but that,
Than ye may commaunde me to gentil Cok wat.
Hic notat purpuraria arte intextas literas Romanas in amictibus post ambulonum[574] ante et retro.
For before on your brest, and behind on your back,