Contrition, whom a sore disease doth hold,
That wounded by hypocrisie of late,
Now lieth in most desperate estate.”
107.
“Sir (quoth the frier) I hope him soone to cure,
Which to your comfort quickly you shall see,
Will he a while my dressing but endure?”
And to Contrition therewith commeth hee,
And by faire speech himselfe of him assure,
But first of all going thorough for his fee: