Ful longe weere hise legges / and ful leeneYlik a staf. ther was no calf yseeneWel koude he keepe / a Gerner and a BynneTher was noon Auditour / koude on hym wynneWel wiste he / by the droghte and by the reynThe yeldynge / of his seed / and of his greynHis lordes sheepe / his neet / his dayeryeHis swyn / his hors / his stoor / and his pultryeWas hooly / in this Reues goủernyngeAnd by his couenant. yaf the rekenyngeSyn that his loord / was twenty yeer of ageTher koude no man / brynge hym in arrerageTher nas Baillyf. hierde / nor oother hyneThat he ne knew / his sleyghte / and his couyneThey weere adrad of hym / as of the deethHis wonyng was ful faire vp on an heethWith greene trees / shadwed was his placeHe koude bettre / than his lord purchaceFul riche / he was astoored pryuelyHis lord / wel koude he plesen subtillyTo yeue / and leene hym / of his owene goodAnd haue a thank. and yet a coote and hoodIn youthe / he lerned hadde / a good MisterHe was a wel good wrighte / a CarpenterThis Reue sat vp on a wel good StotThat was a Pomely gray / and highte ScotA long Surcote of Pers / vp on he haadeAnd by his syde / he baar a rusty blaadeOf Northfolk was this Reue / of which I telleBisyde a town / men clepyn BaldeswelleTukked he was / as is a Frere abouteAnd euere he rood / the hyndreste of oure route¶ A Somonour / was ther with vs / in that place  Somonour That hadde / a fyr-reed Cherubynnes faceFor Sawceflewm he was / with eyen narweAnd hoot he was / and lecherous as a SparweWith scaled browes blake / and pyled berdOf his visage / children weere aferdTher nas quyk siluer / lytarge / ne BrymstoonBorace / Ceruce / ne Oille of Tartre noon Ne oynement 