We are come to this cyté.
Cives. Sere, ostage in this towne know I non,
Thin wyff and thou in for to slepe;
This ceté is besett with pepyl every won,
And ȝett thei ly withowte fful every strete.
Withinne no walle, man, comyst thou nowth,
Be thou onys withinne the cyté gate;
On ethys in the strete a place may be sowth,
Theron to reste, withowte debate.
Joseph. Nay, sere, debate that wyl I nowth;