This passeth forth; what will ye bet 1022 than well? From day to day this jolly Absolon So wooeth her, that him is woebegone. He waketh all the night, and all the day, To comb his lockës broad, and make him gay. He wooeth her by means and by brocage, 1023 And swore he wouldë be her owen page. He singeth brokking 1024 as a nightingale. He sent her piment, 1025 mead, and spiced ale, And wafers 1026 piping hot out of the glede: 1027 And, for she was of town, he proffer’d meed. 1028 For some folk will be wonnen for richéss, And some for strokes, and some with gentiless.