Let me pass through thy land: we will not turn aside into field, or into vineyard; we will not drink of the water of the wells: we will go by the king's highway, until we have passed thy border.
Y biseche þat it be leueful to me to passe thorou thi loond; we schulen not bowe in to þe feeldis and vyneris; we schulen not drynke watris of pittis; we schulen go in þe kyngis weie, til we passen thi termes.