If it lie in my power and my might, That ye me will command in any wise, It shall be done, right as ye will devise. But one thing ere ye go, if it may be; I wouldë pray you for to lend to me A hundred frankës, for a week or twy, For certain beastës that I mustë buy, To storë with 3754 a placë that is ours (God help me so, I would that it were yours); I shall not failë surely of my day, Not for a thousand francs, a milë way. But let this thing be secret, I you pray; For yet tonight these beastës must I buy. And fare now well, mine owen cousin dear; Grand mercy 3755 of your cost and of your cheer.”