This noble merchant gentilly 3756 anon Answér’d and said, “O cousin mine, Dan John, Now sickerly this is a small request: My gold is yourës, when that it you lest, And not only my gold, but my chaffare; 3757 Take what you list, God shieldë that ye spare. 3758 But one thing is, ye know it well enow Of chapmen, that their money is their plough. We may creancë 3759 while we have a name, But goldless for to be it is no game. Pay it again when it lies in your ease; After my might full fain would I you please.”