| I weddid be that was ful of yong age | |
| Whiche that y clepid was valerian | |
130 | And day was come of her mariage | |
| She ful deuout and humbil in her corage | |
| Vnder her Robe of gold that sat ful feyre | |
| Hadde next her flessh I clad her in an heir | |
| And whyle that the Organs made melody | |
135 | To god aboue thus in her herte song she | |
| O lord my body and eek my soule gy | |
| Vnwemmyd lest I confoundid be | |
| And for his loue that vp on the tre | |
| Euery seconde and thridde day she fast | |
140 | Ay biddynge in her orisons ful fast | |
| The nyght cam and to bedde muste she goon | |
| With her husbonde as it was the manere | |
| And priuely she sayde to hym anoon | |
| O swete and welbelouyd spouse dere | |
145 | Ther is a counsel and ye wol it here | |
| Whiche that right fayn I wolde to you seye | |
| So that ye swere ye wil it not bewrey | |
| Valerian gan faste to her swere | |
| That for no caas ne thing that might be | |
150 | He sholde neuer to none bewreyen her | |
| And than at erst to hym sayde she | |
| I haue an aungel whiche that louyth me | |
| That with gret loue wher so I wake or slepe | |
| Is redy ay my body forto kepe | |
155 | And yf that he may felen out of drede | |
| That ye me touche or loue in vilony | |