His legges, þat wer sumtime hosed wel,
To-brosten he seiȝe hem eueridel.
'Allas,' seyd Gij, 'þat stonde.'
For sorwe þat he hadde þo
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Word miȝt he speke no mo,
Bot fel aswon to grounde.
¶ Sir Tirri anon com to him þan,
& in his armes vp him nam,
& cleped opon him þare.
'Man,' he said, 'what aileþ þe?
Þou art iuel at aise, so þenkeþ me.
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Hard it is þi fare.'
Sir Gij answerd þer-after long,
'Þis iuel greueþ me so strong, [folio 157b:a]
In erþe y wold y ware;
For, seþþen þat y was first man,
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Nas neuer sorwe on me cam
Þat greued me so sare.'
¶ Þan seyd Tirri, 'felawe, y-wis,
To-day a ȝer gon it is
Out of þis lond y went
To seche Gij, mi gode frende,
Y no finde nouȝt fer no hende: [hende altered from hente.]
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Þerfore icham al schent;
For now it is teld me our emperer
Haþ taken a parlement of þis maner
For mi loue, verrament,
Þat douk no erl in his lond be,
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Þat he no schal be at þat semble,
For to here mi iugement.
¶ & now no lenge abide y no may,
Þat ne me bi-houeþ hom þis day,
Oþer for to lese min hed. [heued MS.]
Þemperour ichaue mi treuþe [The u of treuthe added above the line.] y-pliȝt,
Y schal bring sir Gij to-niȝt
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To fiȝt oȝain þat qued,
