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,