He oppyned the kyngus priue seelle
And gaf hym in his honde.
When the schereff saw the kyngus seelle
He did of his hode anon,
Wher is the munke that bare the letturs ?
He seid to litulle Johne.
He is so fayn of him, seid litulle Johne,
For sothe as I yow sey ;
He has made hym abot of Westmynster,
A lorde of that abbay.