To a ryche abbot here besyde,

Of Saynt Mary abbay. {12}

What is the somme ? sayd Robyn,

Trouthe than tell thou me.

Syr, he sayd, foure hondred pounde,

The abbot tolde it to me.

Now, and thou lese thy londe, sayd Robyn,

What shall fall of the ?

Hastely I wyll me buske, sayd the knyght,

Over the salte see,