Whan I was lothest hence for to goe,

And am in age as[1227] (who sayth) but a childe,

Et ecce nunc in puluere dormio.

4.

I had enough, I held mee not content,

Without remembraunce that I should dye:

And moreouer to encroch redy was I bent,

I knew not how long I should it occupye,

I made the towre strong, I wist not why:

I knew not to whom I purchased Tartersall: