I saugh his sleues / pᵘurfiled at the hondWith grys / and that the fyneste of a londAnd for to festne his hood / vnder his chynHe hadde / of gold / wroght a ful curious pynA loue knotte / in the gretter ende ther wasHis heed was balled / that shoon as any glasAnd eek his face / as he hadde been enoyntHe was a lord ful fat and in good poyntHise eyen steepe / and rollynge in his heedThat stemed / as a fourneys of a leedHise bootes souple / his hors / in greet estaatNow certeynly / he was a fair p̉relatHe was nat paale / as is a forpyned goostA fat swan / loued he / best of any roostHis palfrey / was as broun as any berye¶ A frere ther was / a wantowne and a merye ¶ Frere.A lymytour / a ful solempne manIn alle the ordres foure / is noon þᵗat kanSo muche of daliaunce / and fair langageHe hadde maked / ful many a mariageOf yonge wommen / at his owene costVn to his ordre / he was a noble postFul wel biloued / and famylier was heeWith Frankeleyns / ouer al in his contreeAnd eek with worthy wommen / of the townFor he hadde / power of confessiounAs seyde him self / moore than a curaatFor of his ordre / he was licenciaatFul swetely / herde he confessioıı̄unAnd plesant. was his absolucioıı̄unHe was an esy man / to yeue penaunceTher as he wiste / to haue a good pitaunceFor vn to a poure ordre / for to yeueIs signe / that a man / is wel yshryueFor if he yaf he dorste make auauntHe wiste / þᵗat a man was repentauntFor many a man / so hard is of his herteHe may nat weepe / thogh þᵗat he soore smerteTher fore / in stede of wepynge / and preyeresMen moote yeue siluer / to the poure freres