Piers Plowman - Maybe You Like It

13.242: Faitours and freres and folk with brode crounes.
13.243: I fynde payn for the Pope and provendre for his palfrey,
13.244: And I hadde nevere of hym, have God my trouthe,
13.245: Neither provendre ne personage yet of the Popes yifte,
13.246: Save a pardon with a peis of leed and two polles amyddes!
13.247: Hadde ich a clerc that couthe write I wolde caste hym a bille
13.248: That he sente me under his seel a salve for the pestilence,
13.249: And that his blessynge and hise bulles bocches myghte destruye:
13.249: In nomine meo demonia eicient et super egros manus imponent et bene
habebunt.
13.250: And thanne wolde I be prest to the peple, paast for to make,
13.251: And buxom and busy aboute breed and drynke
13.252: For hyrn and for alle hise, founde I that his pardoun
13.253: Mighte lechen a man — as I bileve it sholde.
13.254: For sith he hath the power that Peter hadde, he hath the pot with
the salve:
13.254: Argentum et aurum non est michi: quod autem habeo,
13.254: tibi do: In nomine Domini surge et ambula.
13.255: "Ac if myght of myracle hym faille, it is for men ben noght worthi
13.256: To have the grace of God, and no gilt of the Pope.
13.257: For may no blessynge doon us boote but if we wile amende,
13.258: Ne mannes masse make pees among Cristene peple,
13.259: Til pride be pureliche fordo, and that thorugh payn defaute.
13.260: For er I have breed of mele, ofte moot I swete,
13.261: And er the commune have corn ynough many a cold morwenyng;
13.262: So, er my wafres be ywroght, muche wo I tholye.
13.263: "Al Londoun, I leve, liketh wel my wafres,
13.264: And louren whan thei lakken hem; it is noght longe ypassed
13.265: There was a careful commune whan no cart com to towne
13.266: With bake breed fro Stratford; tho gonnen beggeris wepe,
13.267: And werkmen were agast a lite — this wole be thought longe;
13.268: In the date of Oure Drighte, in a drye Aprill,
13.269: A thousand and thre hundred, twies thritty and ten,
13.270: My wafres there were gesene, whan Chichestre was maire.'
13.271: I took greet kepe, by Crist, and Conscience bothe,
13.272: Of Haukyn the Actif Man, and how he was yclothed.
13.273: He hadde a cote of Cristendom as Holy Kirke bileveth;
13.274: Ac it was moled in many places with manye sondry plottes —
125