With a ȝonge wyff, so God me save!
Nay, nay, sere, lett bene,
Xuld I now in age begynne to dote,
If I here chyde she wolde clowte my cote,
Blere myn ey, and pyke out a mote,
And thus oftyn tymes it is sene.
Episcopus. Joseph, now as I the saye,
God hath assygnyd here to the;
That God wol have do, sey thou not nay,
Oure lord God wyl that it be so!