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 ;