Till he came to the carpentérë’s house, A little after the cock had y-crow, And dressed him 1018 under a shot 1019 window, That was upon the carpentérë’s wall. He singeth in his voice gentle and small; “ Now, dear lady, if thy will be, I pray that ye will rue 1020 on me; ” Full well accordant to his giterning. This carpenter awoke, and heard him sing, And spake unto his wife, and said anon, “What, Alison, hear’st thou not Absolon, That chanteth thus under our bower 1021 wall?” And she answer’d her husband therewithal; “Yes, God wot, John, I hear him every deal.”