Noon lasse than oother,
And to my mynde, as me thinketh,
On o more thei growed,
And of o greetnesse,
And grene of greyn thei semen."
10920
"That is sooth," quod Piers,
"So it may bifalle;
I shal telle thee as tid
What this tree highte.
Noon lasse than oother,
And to my mynde, as me thinketh,
On o more thei growed,
And of o greetnesse,
And grene of greyn thei semen."
10920
"That is sooth," quod Piers,
"So it may bifalle;
I shal telle thee as tid
What this tree highte.