"Lakyt me neyther mete ne drynk
In kyng Herowdės halle;
Ther is a chyld, in Bedlem born,
Is better than we alle."
"Quhat eylyt the, Stevyn, art thu wod?
Or thu gynnyst to brede?
Lakyt the eyther gold or fe,
Or ony rychė wede?"
"Lakyt me neyther gold ne fe,
Ne non rychė wede;