| 260 | O sowdonnes Rote of iniquyte | |
| | Virago thou samarian the secunde | |
| | O serpent vndir femenyn beaute | |
| | I lik vnto the serpent depe in helle I bounde | |
| | O feyned woman al that may confounde | |
| 265 | Vertu and Innocence thurgh thy malice | |
| | I bred is in the nest of euery vice | |
| | O sathan ennyous syn that day | |
| | That thow were chaced from our heritage | |
| | Wel knowest thow to women the olde way | |
| 270 | Thow madist one to brynge vs in seruage | |
| | Thou wolt fordon this cristen mariage | |
| | Thyn instrument so wel a way the whyle | |
| | Makist thou of woman whan thou wilt begyle | |
| | This sowdonnesse whom I thus blame & wery | |
| 275 | Let priuely her counsel go her way | |
| | What sholde I lenger in this tale tary | |
| | She ridith to the Sowdan on a day | |
| | And sayde to hym that she wolde renye her lay | |
| | And cristendom of prestis hond fonge | |
| 280 | Repentyng her that she hethen was so longe | |
| | Besechinge hym to don her that honour | |
| | That she myghte haue the cristen folk to feste | |
| | To plesen hem I wyl do my labour | |
| | The Sowdan saith I wyl do at your heste | |
| 285 | And kneling thankid her of that requeste | |
| | So glad he was he nyste what to sey | |
| | She kyssid her sone and home she goth her wey | |
| | Aryuyd be this cristen folk to londe | |
