On a nygth, as this creatur lay in hir bedde wyth hir husbond, sche herd a sownd of melodye so swet and delectable, hir thowt, as sche had ben in paradyse. And therwyth sche styrt owt of hir bedde and seyd, "Alas, that evyr I dede synne, it is ful mery in hevyn."
sche cam beforn the Erchebischop and fel down on hir kneys, the Erchebischop seying ful boystowsly unto hir, "Why wepist thu so, woman?" sche, answeryng, seyde, "Syr, ye schal welyn sum day that ye had wept as sor as I."margery kempe
Von derWiege bis zur Bahre, zuerst dieW a« sche. From the cradle to the grave, underwear first, last and all the time.