On þe morne, as vch mon myne3 þat tyme,
[Þ]at dry3tyn for oure destyné to de3e wat3 borne,
Wele waxe3 in vche a won in worlde, for his sake;
So did hit þere on þat day, þur3 dayntes mony;
Boþe at mes & at mele, messes ful quaynt
Derf men vpon dece drest of þe best.
Þe olde auncian wyf he3est ho sytte3;
Þe lorde lufly her by lent, as I trowe;
Gawan & þe gay burde to-geder þay seten,
Euen in-mydde3, as þe messe metely come;