Yet has my felawe som what for his harm He has the Milleris doghter in his arm He auntred hym and has his nedes sped And I lye as a draf sak in my bed And whan this iape is told another day I sal ben halden a daf a Cokenay I wil arise and auntre it by my fayth Vnhardy is vnsely thus men sayth And vp he roos and softely he wente Vn to the Cradel and in his hand it hente And baar it softe vn to his beddes feet Soone after this the wyf hir routing leet And gan awake and wente hir out to pisse And cam agayn and gan hir Cradel mysse And groped heer and ther but she foond noon Allas quod she I hadde almoost mysgoon I hadde almoost goon to the clerkes bed Ey benedicite thanne had I foule ysped And forth she gooth til she the Cradel fond She gropeth alwey forther with hir hond And foond the bed and thoghte noght but good By cause that the Cradel by it stood And nyste wher she was for it was derk But faire and wel she creep in to the clerk And lyth ful stille and wolde haue caught a sleep With Inne a while this Iohn the clerk vp leep And on this goode wyf he leyth on soore So murie a fyt ne hadde she nat ful yoore From Dl He Rydde well hee was a ioly clerk From Dl For often tyme hee made vp thee werk From Dl And evere ylike freche and ylike gladeHe priketh harde and depe as he were mad