This priest, at this cursed canón’s biddíng, Upon the fire anon he set this thing, And blew the fire, and busied him full fast. And this canón into the croslet cast A powder, I know not whereof it was Y-made, either of chalk, either of glass, Or somewhat ellës, was not worth a fly, To blinden with 4799 this priest; and bade him hie 4800 The coalës for to couchen 4801 all above The croslet; “for, in token I thee love,” Quoth this canón, “thine owen handës two Shall work all thing that herë shall be do’.” 4802 “ Grand mercy ,” 4803 quoth the priest, and was full glad, And couch’d the coalës as the canon bade.