Bot as ic ham dere boȝt,
And bere ham up myn owen rigge.”
”Godis grame most hi have,
That in the curte the so pilt!
Whan hit is so, ich vouchsave,
Ic forȝive the this gilte.”
The fals wolf stode behind;
He was doggid and ek felle:—
“Ic am i-com of grete kind,
Pes thou graunt me, that miȝt ful welle.”