Dysherytye shall he be.

It is full erely, sayd the pryoure,[140]

The day is not yet ferre gone,

I had lever to pay an hondred pounde,

And lay it downe a none.

The knyght is ferre be yonde the see,

In Englonde is his ryght,

And suffreth honger and colde

And many a sory nyght ; {18}

It were grete pytè, sayd the pryoure,