[376] Apone the ground, and liging hyme beſid;
Throw wich anon out of his ſlep he ſtert,
Abaſit and adred in to his hart.
He told the queen, who answered, “No man should respect vain dreams.”
The wich be morow one to the qwen he told,
[380] And ſhe aȝeine to hyme haith anſuer ȝolde;
“To dremys, ſir, ſhuld no man have Reſpek,
For thei ben thingis weyn, of non affek.”
“Well,” quod the king, “god grant It ſo befall!”
The king next shewed his dream to a clerk,