And bad, er that he forther wente,
That every man in his partie 3650
Which wolde after his oghne wille
For lust of love or lacke of herte,
He scholde noght aboute sterte,
Bot holde him stille at hom in pes:
Wel twenty thousend men and mo,
The whiche after the cri ben go. 3660
(Editor：problem)
