human
I have lent lordes And ladies my chaffare, And ben hire brocour after, And bought it myselve; {92} Eschaunges and chevysaunces With swich chaffare I dele, 2970 And lene folk that lese wole A lippe at every noble, And with Lumbardes lettres I ladde gold to Rome, And took it by tale here, And tolde hem there lasse.
gpt
Lentestow evere lordes, For love of hire mayntenaunce?
human
Ye, I have lent to lordes, Loved me nevere after, 2980 And have y-maad many a knyght Bothe mercer and draper, That payed nevere for his prentishode Noght a peire gloves.
gpt
Hastow pité on povere men, That mote nedes borwe?
human
I have as muche pité of povere men, As pedlere hath of cattes, That wolde kille hem, if he cacche hem myghte, For coveitise of hir skynnes.
gpt
Artow manlich among thi neghebores Of thi mete and drynke?
human
I am holden, quod he,