Lytell Johan coud his curteysye,
And kneled hym beforne : {34}
“God the save, my dere maystèr,
And Cryst the save and see.”
Raynolde Grenelefe, sayd the sheryfe,
Where hast thou nowe be ?
“I have be in this forest,
A fayre syght can I se,
It was one of the fayrest syghtes[157]
That ever yet sawe I me ;