| But on his lady yet caste he his ye | |
| His laste word was mercy Emelye | |
1945 | His spirit chaungith the hous & wente there | |
| As I cam neuer I can not telle where | |
| There y stynte I am no deuynyster | |
| Of soulis fynde I not in this registre | |
| Ne me ne list the oppinions to telle | |
1950 | Though y write mighte y note where they dwelle | |
| N | Ow wyl I speke forth of Emelye | |
| That soroweth and cryeth I wyl not lye | |
| Now wepith Emelye & waylith Palamon | |
| And Theseus his sustir toke anon | |
1955 | Swownynge and bare hir fro the cors a way | |
| What helpith it to tary forth the day | |
| To telle how she wepte bothe eue and morow | |
| For in suche caas wommen haue suche sorow | |
| Whan that her husbondis be fro hem ago | |
1960 | That for the more part they sorowen so | |
| Or ellis falle in suche a maladye | |
| That at the laste certaynly they dye | |
| Infynyt ben the sorowis and the teris | |
| Of olde folk and folk of tendre yeris | |
1965 | In al the toun for deth of this theban | |
| For hym ther wepith bothe child and man | |
| So greet wepynge was ther non certayn | |
| Whan Ector was brought al fresh I slayn | |
| To Troye allas the pyte that was there | |
1970 | Cracchynge of chekys rentynge of here | |
| Why woldest thow be ded this wymmen crye | |