the starrës, what there should befall, Till he was in a marlë pit y-fall. 1059 He saw not that. But yet, by Saint Thomas! Me rueth sore of 1060 Hendy Nicholas: He shall be rated of his studying, 1061 If that I may, by Jesus, heaven’s king! Get me a staff, that I may underspore 1062 While that thou, Robin, heavest off the door: He shall out of his studying, as I guess.” And to the chamber door he gan him dress. 1063 His knavë was a strong carl for the nonce, And by the hasp 1064 he heav’d it off at once; Into the floor the door fell down anon. This Nicholas sat aye as still as stone, And ever he gap’d upward into the air. The carpenter ween’d