" And I haue made yt a{l~l} I-lyke,
Fu{l~l} clere, and no ?ing thycke,
Me thynketh yt gret payne." 339
The steward says The stuard seyd "wyth-owtyn dowte,
if he ever gets And eu_er_ I may wynne owte,
out he'll crack I wy{l~l} breke her brayne." 342
her skull. "Felowe, lett be, and sey nott so,
But the wife For ?ou schalt worke or eu_er_ ?ou goo,
chaffs him, Thy wordes ?ou torne agayne, 345
says he'll soon be Fayne ?ou schalt be so to doo,
glad to eat his And thy good wylle put ?erto;
words, As a man buxome and bayne BUT IS 348
and unless he rubs Thowe schalt rubbe, rele, and spynne, PROUD, AND
and reels, he'll And ?ou wolt eny mete wynne, WILL NOT
get no meat. That I geue to god a gyfte." WORK FOR 351
"I'll die for The stuard seyd, "then haue I wondyr; HIS DINNER.
hunger first, Rather would I dy for hungyr
unhouseled," Wyth-owte hosy{l~l} or shryfte." 354
answers he. The lord seyd, "so haue I hele,
[leaf 183] Thowe wylt worke, yf ?ou hungyr welle,
What worke ?at the be brought." 357
The Lord works The lord satt and dyd hys werke,
away, The stuard drewe in to the derke,
Gret sorowe was in hys ?ought.
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