“A faythfulle frende wold I fayne finde,   To fynde hym there he myghte be founde;But now is the worlde wext so unkynde,   Yet frenship is fall to the grounde;(Now a frende I have founde)   That I woll nother banne ne curse,But of all frendes in felde or towne,   Ever, gramercy, myn own purse.”