[His mawe is a-fyngred.]

"And if thow diete thee thus,

I dar legge myne eris,

[That Phisik shal hise furred hodes]

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For his fode selle,

And his cloke of Calabre,

With alle the knappes of golde,

And be fayn, by my feith!

His phisik to lete,