Fforth goth Aleyn the clerk and also John,
With good swerde and bokeler by his side.
John knewe the weye—hym nedes no gide;
And atte melle the sak a down he layth.
Aleyn spak first: Al heyle, Symond—in fayth—
How fares thi fayre daughter and thi wyf?
Aleyn welcome—quod Symkyn—be my lyf—
And John also—how now, what do ye here?
By God, quod John—Symond, nede has na pere.
Hym bihoves to serve him self that has na swayn;