‘And if thou hast that silver brought,
I pray thee let me see;
And I shall helpè thee eftsoons[846],
If thou have need to me.’
CCXXXIX
The Monk swore a full great oath,
With a sorry cheer,
‘Of the borrowhood[847] thou speak’st to me
Heard I never ere.’—
CCXL
‘I makè mine avow to God,
Monk, thou art to blame;
For God is held a righteous Man,
And so is eke his Dame[848].
CCXLI
‘Thou toldest with thine ownè tongue,
Thou mayst not sayè naye,
How thou art her servant,
And servest her every day.
CCXLII
‘And thou art made her messenger,
My money for to pay;
Therefore I can thee morè thank
Thou art come at thy day.