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-- PARDONER. Which to remit this pardon is not able-- FRIAR. Look that ye distribute it wisely-- PARDONER. As well declareth the sentence of this letter-- FRIAR. Not to every man that for it will cry-- PARDONER. Ye cannot, therefore, bestow your money better-- FRIAR. For if ye give your alms in that wise-- PARDONER. Let us not here stand idle all the day-- FRIAR. It shall not both to them and us suffice-- PARDONER. Give us some money, ere that we go our way-- FRIAR. But I say, thou lewd fellow thou, Haddest none other time to show thy bulls but now? Canst not tarry and abide till soon, And read them then, when preaching is done? PARDONER. I will read them now, what sayest thou thereto? Hast thou anything therewith to do? Thinkest that I will stand and tarry for thy leisure? Am I bound to do so much for thy pleasure? FRIAR. For my pleasure? nay I would thou knowest it well: It becometh the knave never a deal To prate thus boldly in my presence, And let the Word of God of audience. PARDONER Let the Word of God, quod a? nay let a whoreson drivel Prate here all day, with a foul evil, And all thy sermon goeth on covetise, And biddest men beware of avarice; And yet in thy sermon dost thou none other thing, But for alms stand all the day begging! FRIAR. Leave thy railing, I would thee advise-- PARDONER. Nay, leave thou thy babbling, if thou be wise-- FRIAR. I would thou knowest it, knave, I will not leave a whit-- PARDONER. No more will I, I do thee well to wit-- FRIAR. It is not thou shall make me hold my peace-- PARDONER. Then speak on hardly, if thou thinkest it for thy ease-- FRIAR. For I will speak, whither thou wilt or no-- PARDONER. In faith, I care not, for I will speak also-- FRIAR. Wherefore hardly let us both go to-- PARDONER. See which shall be better heard of us two-- FRIAR. What, should ye give ought to parting pardoners-- PARDONER. What, should ye spend on these flattering liars-- FRIAR. What, should ye give ought to these bold beggars-- PARDONER. As be these babbling monks and these friars-- FRIAR. Let them hardly labour for their living-- PARDONER. Which do nought daily but babble and lie-- FRIAR. It much hurteth them good men's giving-- PARDONER.