Ego sum abbas Cucaniensis, [...] et qui mane me quesierit in taberna post vesperam nu dus egredietur, et sic denudatus veste clamabit: Wafna! Wafna! -- I, I am the Abbot of Cockaigne: [...] whoever looks me up in the pub in the morning, will go out naked in the evening. So in his nakedness he will cry out: Damn! Damn!
