¶1] Of what land art thou, friar? humility is one of the graces: give us plain information, that we may not be in ignorance about thee.
¶2] Is it a part of thy Rule? explain, friar, and relate, why are thy shoes sound and thy hat tattered ?
¶3] Considering till the swamp thou hast travelled, thou valiant, wet-footed friar, I marvel at the cleanness of thy hose whilst thy hat is covered with dirt.
¶4] Was it in thy Rule, thou friar from Connacht, that thy shoes and hose should be stout and thy hat very frail ?
¶5] Methinks I see not a single fault in thy long and correct costume, beloved, melodious friar, save that thy hat is not worth a farthing.
¶6] Including coat and cap, habit and hose, more than any other article of thy dress has thy hat been ill-fashioned.
¶7] I make no complaint of thy habit, thou contemptible friar; look behind thee and before, for there is a rent in thy hat.
¶8] Thy hat, student, from whomsoever in Ireland it has been stolen, that is not the hat of an honest man which is ever being secretly offered for sale.
¶9] It is not its faulty fashioning, it is not the badness of its colour, prevented it being from sold in Cavan, but the fact that it is a stolen hat.
¶10] Uttering it for sale, friar, that is what has brought about thy ruin; here is a proverb-made, 'alas for him who brought a hat to Sligo.'
¶11] It is not the Earl's practice to suffer a friar to steal; if thou art sent in [...](?) the hat will be striped.
¶12] Good are thy shirt and thy vest, neat is thy step on the causeway, fine moreover is thy mantle, but badly doth thy hat become thee.
¶13] Why is thy habit short, and thy cloak down to thy heels, and thy hat damp and high (or broad?), of what land art thou, friar?