ABSTRACT
And thus whan he hath cried it out, In sight of all the people about, 1430
He ladde hir to the bordel tho, No wonder though she were wo, Close in a chambre by hir selfe, Eche after other ten or twelfe Of yonge men in to hir went. But such a grace god hir sent, That for the sorowe, whiche she made, Was none of hem, which power hade To done hir any vilanie.1
