| | In suche manere as it may not be expressid | |
| | But yf I wolde speke vncurteisly | |
| 1120 | And vp he yaf a roringe and a cry | |
| | As doth the moder whan the child shal dy | |
| | Out help allas harow he gan cry | |
| | For sorow almost he gan to dy | |
| | That his wyf was swyuyd in the Pery | |
| | O stronge lady hore what dost thow | |
| | And she answerde sire what eylith yow | |
| 1125 | Haue pacience and reson in your mynde | |
| | I haue yow holpyn on bothe your yen blinde | |
| | Vp peril of my soule y shal not lyen | |
| | As me was taught to hele with your yen | |
| | Was no thing bet to make you to se | |
| 1130 | Than forto strogil with aman in a tre | |
| | Good woot y dede it in ful good entent | |
| | Strogil quod he ye algate in it went | |
| | Stif and round as ony belle | |
| | It was no wonder though her bely swelle | |
| | The smok on his brest lay so theche | |
| | And euer me thoughte he poyntid on the breche | |
| | God you yeue bothe a shamys deth to dyen | |
| | He dide the so I saw it with myn yen | |
| 1135 | And ellis I behangid be the hals | |
| | Than is quod she my medicine fals | |
| | For certeinly yf ye myghte se | |
| | Ye wolde not sey thyse wordes to me | |
| | Ye haue som glymsinge and no parfit sight | |
| 1140 | I se quod he as wel as euer I myght | |
