None was so hardy, walking by that way, That with her either durstë rage or play, 1235 But if 1236 he would be slain by Simekin With pavade, or with knife, or bodëkin. For jealous folk be per’lous evermo’: Algate 1237 they would their wivës wendë so. 1238 And eke for she was somewhat smutterlich, 1239 She was as dign 1240 as water in a ditch, And all so full of hoker, 1241 and bismare. 1242 Her thoughtë that a lady should her spare, 1243 What for her kindred, and her nortelrie