Performed is, nor of our pavëment Is not a tilë yet within our wones: 2375 By God, we owë forty pound for stones. Now help, Thomas, for him that harrow’d hell, 2376 For ellës must we ourë bookës sell, And if ye lack our predicatión, Then goes this world all to destructión. For whoso from this world would us bereave, So God me save, Thomas, by your leave, He would bereave out of this world the sun. For who can teach and worken as we conne? 2377 And that is not of little time (quoth he), But since Elijah was, and Elisée, 2378 Have friars been, that find I of record, In charity, y-thanked be our Lord. Now, Thomas, help for saintë charity.” And down anon he set him on his knee.