Confession of a Stolen Kiss

Charles d'Orleans

My ghostly fader, I me confess,

First to God and then to you,

That at a window, wot ye how,

I stale a kosse of gret swetness,

Which don was out avisiness—

But it is doon, not undoon, now.

My ghostly fader, I me confess,

First to God and then to you.

But I restore it shall, doutless,

Agein, if so be that I mow;

And that to God I make a vow,

And elles I axe foryefness.

My ghostly fader, I me confesse,

First to God and then to you.