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.

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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,