Johan [aside]. If that the parysshe preest, Syr Jhān,
Dyd not se her nowe and than,
And gyve her absolution upon a bed,
For wo and payne she wolde sone be deed.
Tyb. For goddis sake, Johan Johan, do the not displease,
Many a tyme I am yll at ease.
What thynkest nowe, am not I somwhat syk? 145
Johan [aside]. Nowe wolde to God, and swete Saynt Dyryk,[254]
That thou warte in the water up to the throte,
Or in a burnyng oven red hote,