And the trewth myself than xal trye.
Primus miles. Tomorwe my jorné I xal begynne,
To seke Jhesus with my dew dilygens;
ȝyf he come ȝour provynce withinne,
He xal not askape ȝour hey presens.
Secundus miles. Myn sovereyn, this is my cowncel that ȝe xal take,
A man that is bothe wyse and stronge,
Thurwe alle Galylé a serge to make,
Yf Jhesu be enteryd ȝour pepyl among,
Corrette hese dedys that be do wronge,