Here pride is the pater-noster
670
In preying of synne;
Her Crede is coveytise:—
Now can I no ferthere.
Yet wil I fonden forth,
And fraynen the Carmes."
Than toted I into a taverne,
And there I aspyede
Two frere Carmes
Here pride is the pater-noster
670
In preying of synne;
Her Crede is coveytise:—
Now can I no ferthere.
Yet wil I fonden forth,
And fraynen the Carmes."
Than toted I into a taverne,
And there I aspyede
Two frere Carmes