With me, Matthew Merrygreek, it will be wrong.
Indeed men so call me; for, by him that us bought,
Whatever chance betide, I can take no thought.
Yet wisdom would that I did myself bethink,
Where to be provided this day of meat and drink;
For know ye that, for all this merry note of mine,
He might oppose me now, that should ask where I dine.
My living lieth here and there, of God's grace,
Sometime with this good man, sometime in that place;
Sometime Lewis Loiterer biddeth me come near;