360
The lord seyd, "dame, here ys youre lyne,
Haue yt in godes blessyng and myne,
I hold yt welle I-wrought." 363
and gets his food Mete and drynke sche gaue hym y{n)},
and drink. "The stuard," sche seyd, "wolle he nott spynne,
Wy{l~l} he do ryght nog{h-}t?" 366
The lord seyd, "by swete sen Ione,
None of it will he Of thys mete scha{l~l} he haue none
give to the That ye haue me hydder brought." 369
steward, The lord ete and dranke fast,
but eats it all The stuard hungeryd att ?e last,
up, For he gaue hym nought. 372
The stuard satt a{l~l} in a stody,
Hys lord hadde forgote curtesy:
Tho[6] seyd ?e stuard, "geue me some." 375
and won't give him The lord seyd, "sorowe haue ?e morse{l~l} or sope
one crumb: That scha{l~l} come in thy throte!
Nott so much as o crome! 378
let him work and Butt ?ou wylt helpe to dyght ?is lyne,
earn some for Much hungyr yt scha{l~l} be thyne
himself. Though ?ou make much mone." 381
The steward gives Vp he rose, and went therto,
in, "Bett_er_ ys me ?us to doo
Whyle yt must nedys be do.
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