It befell upon a wednesday,
The sheryfe on hontynge was gone,
And Lytel Johan lay in his bed,
And was foryete at home.
Therfore he was fastynge
Tyl it was past the none,
Good syr stuard, I pray the,
Geve me to dyne, sayd Lytel Johan,
It is to long for Grenelefe,
Fastynge so long to be ;