human
That oon hatte Abstinence, And Humilité another; Charité and Chastité 3750 Ben hise chief maydenes; Pacience and Pees Muche peple thei helpeth; Largenesse the lady, She let in ful manye, Heo hath holpe a thousand out Of the develes punfolde; And who is sib to thise sevene, So me God helpe! He is wonderly welcome, 3760 And faire underfongen. And but if ye be sibbe To some of thise sevene, It is ful hard, by myn heed! quod Piers,
gpt
For any of yow alle To geten in-going at any gate there, But grace be the moore.
human
Now by Crist! quod a kutte-purs
gpt
I have no kyn there.
human
Nor I, quod an ape-ward, 3770
gpt
By aught that I kan knowe.
human
Wite God! quod a wafrestere,
gpt
Wiste I this for sothe, Sholde I nevere ferther a foot, For no freres prechyng.
human
Yis, quod Piers the Plowman, And poked hem alle to goode,
gpt
Mercy is a maiden there {116} Hath myght over alle; And she is sib to alle synfulle, 3780 And hire sone also, And thorugh the help of hem two Hope thow noon oother, Thow myght gete grace there, So thow go bi-tyme.
human
Bi seint Poul! quod a pardoner,
gpt
Peraventure I be noght knowe there; I wol go fecche my box with my brevettes, And a bulle with bisshopes lettres.
human
By Crist! quod a commune womman,
gpt
Thi compaignie wol I folwe; Thow shalt seye I am thi suster, I ne woot where thei bicome.
human
This were a wikkede wey, 3794 But who so hadde a gyde, That wolde folwen us ech a foot;
gpt
By seint Peter of Rome! I have an half acre to erie 3800 By the heighe weye; Hadde I eryed this half acre, And sowen it after, I wolde wende with yow, And the wey teche.
human
This were a long lettyng, Quod a lady in scleyre,
gpt
What sholde we wommen Werche the while?