“Sertis, Sire, not ic noȝt;
Ic ete sage alnil gras,—
More harm ne did ic noȝt;
Therfor i-wreiid ic was.”
“Bel ami, that was mis-do,
That was aȝe thi kund,
For to ete such gras so:—
Hastilich ȝe him bind;
Al his bonis ȝe to-draw,
Loke that ȝe noȝt lete;