To a man of law to make complaint.
I said—‘For Mary’s love, that holy saint,
Pity the poor that would proceed!’
But, for lack of money, I could not speed.
And, as I thrust the crowd among,
By froward chance my hood was gone!
Yet for all that I stayed not long
Till to the King’s Bench I was come.
Before the judge I kneeled anon,
And prayed him, for God’s sake, to take heed!