| Sumwhat this lord hath rowthe in his manere | |
580 | But natheles his purpos held he stylle | |
| As lordis doon whan they wyl haue her wylle | |
| And bad his seriaunt that he priuely | |
| Sholde the child softe wynde and wrappe | |
| With al the circumstaunce tendirly | |
585 | And carye it in a cofir or in a lappe | |
| But on peyne of his hed of forto swappe | |
| That noman sholde knowe of this entent | |
| Ne whens it cam ne whithir that it went | |
| But at boleyn to his sustir dere | |
590 | That ilke tyme of Pauye was Countes | |
| He sholde it take and shewe hir this matere | |
| Besekyng here to do her besinesse | |
| This child to fostir in all gentilnes | |
| And whoos child that it is he bad hym hyde | |
595 | From euery wight for aught that may betyde | |
| The seriaunt goth & hath fulfilled this thing | |
| But to this Markis now retorne we | |
| For now goth he ful faste Imagenynge | |
| Yf be his wyues chere he mighte se | |
600 | Or by her word perceyue that she | |
| Were chaungid but neuer yet coude he fynde | |
| But euer in on lik sad and kynde | |
| As glad as humbil as besy in seruise | |
| And eke in loue as she was wont to be | |
605 | Was she to hym in euery maner wyse | |
| Ne of hir doughter not oword spak she | |
| Non accident for non aduersite | |