To come to oure faderes presens,
Good brother, passe we hens,
To knowe ffor oure levynge.
Caym. As to my fadyr, lete us now tee
To knowe what xal be his talkyng;
And that I holde it but vanyté,
To go to hym ffor any spekyng,
To lere of his lawe.
ffor if I have good anow plenté,
I kan be mery, so mot y the,