This is taken from a translation of _London Lickpenny_ found at this site

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Then to Westminster gate I went
When the sone was at highe prime.
Cokes to me, they toke good entent,
60 Called me nere, for to dyne,
And proferyd me good brede, ale, and wyne.
A fayre clothe they began to sprede,
Rybbes of befe, bothe fat and fine;
But for lacke of money I might not spede.

65 In to London I gan me hy;
Of all the lond it beare the prise.
"Hot pescods!" one gan cry,
"Strabery rype, and chery in the ryse!"
One bad me come nere and by some spice;
70 Pepar and saffron they gan me bede,
Clove, grayns, and flowre of rise.
For lacke of money I might not spede.

Then into Chepe I gan me drawne,
Where I sawe stond moche people.
75 One bad me come nere, and by fine cloth of lawne,
Paris thred, coton, and umple.
I seyde there-upon I could no skyle,
I am not wont there-to in dede.
One bad me by an hewre, my hed to hele:
80 For lake of money I might not spede.

Then went I forth by London Stone
Thrwghe-out all Canywike strete.
Drapers to me they called anon;
Grete chepe of clothe, they gan me hete;
85 Then come there one, and cried "Hot shepes fete!"
"Risshes faire and grene," an othar began to grete;
Both melwell and makarell I gan mete,
But for lacke of money I myght not spede.

Then I hied me into Estchepe.
90 One cried, "Ribes of befe, and many a pie!"
Pewtar potts they clatteryd on a heape.
Ther was harpe, pipe and sawtry.
"Ye by Cokke!" "Nay by Cokke!" some began to cry;
Some sange of Jenken and Julian, to get themselvs mede.
95 Full fayne I wold hadd of that mynstralsie,
But for lacke of money I cowld not spede.

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