I xal hem teche pleys fyn,
And shewe suche myrthe as is in helle!
It were more bettyr amonges swyne,
That evyr more stynkyn ther be to dwelle;
ffor in oure logge is so gret peyn,
That non erthely tonge can telle:
With ȝow I go my way.
I xal ȝow here forthe with me,
And shewe ȝow sportes of oure gle,
Of oure myrthis now ȝal ȝe se,