Who passes throughe this way
bide for now a ghostly trew.
Glance on hit an see, fellows,
gif I’ve com to hang tword you.
A rode wit naylls one, two, thre,
binds min limbes annd hoong me.
O spears inwith all min side,
to my heart, I em this wunds.
Inspired by John Grimestone’s Commonplace Book of 1372
