"Lord, I were at ese and hertely full hoylle, Might I onys have a measse of wedows coyll; For thi saull, without lese shuld I dele penny doyll, So wold mo, no frese that I se on this sole Of wifis that ar here, For the life that thay leyd, Wold thare husbandis were dede, For, as ever ete I brede, So wold I oure syre were."