Y did ryde a thyng marvellous and straunge--an yron hors, or so yt ys yclept. But methynketh yt was nat ryght horsly, thys yron hors.
Canst thow gesse whych room ys myne? Onse, whan that Y was mys-taken for thatte rogue Marco Polo I was putte ynto a prisoun in Turkeye. Yt was about the same as my board here in Kalamazoo.
Methought it goode to welcome my-selfe to Kalamazoo with a potent potable.
I schal be seen to-morrowe atte wyne houre; I hope to meet all and sundry!