human
It were grete pytè, said the pryoure,
gpt
So to have his londe; And ye be so lyght of your conseyence, 35 Ye do to him moch wronge.
human
Thou art euer in my berde, sayd the abbot,
gpt
By god and saynt Rycharde;
human
He is dede or hanged, sayd the monke,
gpt
By god that bought me dere, And we shall have to spende in this place Foure hondred pounde by yere.