gazing was beautiful true,all rolled up to the navel,
very open legs, and seated
in a chair wide and spacious.
gazing was very joyful,
after and was very well shaven,
and estándose mocking, careless,
that he went into the finger thing.
And as menease hips,
responding to the lure used,
some smacks gave then.
But as he met not really,
He said: "wretched me! What am I doing?
That is not the deste burning fire. "