Bot thow can sell mey pottes well,

Com ayen as thow yode.[231]

Nay, be mey trowt, seyde Roben,

And then y bescro mey hede,

Yeffe y bryng eney pottes ayen,

And eney weyffe well hem chepe.

Than spake Leytell John,

And all hes felowhes heynd,

Master, be well war of the screffe of Notynggam,

For he ys leytell howr frende.