| This fals knight that hath this treson wrought | |
| Bereth hir in hond she hath do this thyng | |
| But natheles there was gret mornyng | |
| Among the pepyl and sayden they can gesse | |
525 | That she hadde not do so gret a wickednesse | |
| For they haue seye here euyr so vertuous | |
| And louyng hermegild right as her lyf | |
| Of this baar witnesse euerich in that hous | |
| Saue he that slow hermegild with the knyf | |
530 | This gentil kyng hath caught a gret motif | |
| Of this witnesse & thoughte he wolde enquyre | |
| Deppere in this caas and trowthe forto lere | |
| Allas custaunce thou hast no champion | |
| Ne fighte cans thou not so wel away | |
535 | But he that for our redempcion | |
| Bond sathan and yet lith there he lay | |
| He be thy strong champion this day | |
| For but crist open myracle kithe | |
| Withoute gilt thou shalt be slayn as swithe | |
540 | She sette hir doun on her knees & thus she sayde | |
| Immortal god that sauedist susanne | |
| Fro fals blame and thou mercyful mayde | |
| Mary I mene doughtir of saint anne | |
| Before whos child aungelis syng Osanne | |
545 | If I begiltles of this felonye | |
| My socour be or ellis I shal dye | |
| Haue ye not se sum tyme a pale face | |
| Of hym that hath be lad in a prees | |
| Toward his deth where he getith no grace | |