PARDONER.
Pardons delivereth them fro the sins seven--
FRIAR.
And in our place be friars three score and three--
PARDONER.
Pardons for every crime may dispense--
FRIAR.
Which only live on men's charity--
PARDONER.
Pardon purchaseth grace for all offence--
FRIAR.
For we friars wilful charity profess--
PARDONER.
Yea, though ye had slain both father and mother--
FRIAR.
We may have no money nother more nor less--
PARDONER.
And this pardon is chief above all other--
FRIAR.
For worldly treasure we may nought care--
PARDONER.
For who to it offereth groat or penny--
FRIAR.
Our souls must be rich and our bodies bare--
PARDONER.
Though sins he had done never so many--
FRIAR.
And one thing I had almost left behind--
PARDONER.
And though that he had all his kindred slain--
FRIAR.
Which before came not to my mind--
PARDONER.
This pardon shall rid them from everlasting pain--
FRIAR.
And doubtless, it is none other thing--
PARDONER.
There is no sin so abhominable--
FRIAR.
But when ye will give your alms and offering--