PARDONER.
Ane thousand year I lay upon thy head,
With totiens quotiens: now, mak me na mair plead:
Thou hast resaifit thy pardon now already.
PAUPER.
Bot, I can se na-thing, Sir, be Our Lady.
Forsuith, Maister, I trow I be nocht wyse
To pay ere I have sene my marchandryse.
That ye have gottin my groat full sair I rew.
Sir, quhidder is your pardon black or blew?