| | Thou glorye of whomanhed thou faire may | |
| | Thou hauen of refut bright sterre of day | |
| 755 | Rewe on my child that of thy gentilnesse | |
| | Rewest on euery synful in distresse | |
| | O litil child allas what is thy gilt | |
| | That neuer wroughtest synne as yet perde | |
| | Why wyll thy hard fader haue the spilt | |
| 760 | O mercy and dere Constabil quod she | |
| | As leet my litil child dwelle here with the | |
| | And if thou darst not saue hym fro blame | |
| | So kys hym onys in his fadres name | |
| | Therwith she lokith bacward to the lond | |
| 765 | And saide fare wel husbond routhlees | |
| | And vp she goth & walkith doun the stronde | |
| | Toward her ship here folowith al the prees | |
| | And euer she praieth hir childe to holde his pees | |
| | And takith her leue with an holy entent | |
| 770 | She blissith her and in to the ship she went | |
| | Vitaylid was the ship it is no drede | |
| | Habundauntly for her long space | |
| | And othir necessaries that sholde nede | |
| | She hadde ynow heried be goddis grace | |
| 775 | For wynd & wedir almyghty god purchace | |
| | And brynge her hoom I can no bettir sey | |
| | But in the see she dryueth forth the wey | |
| | A | Lla the kyng sone aftir this | |
| | Vnto his Castel of whiche I tolde | |
| 780 | Askyd where his wyf and his childe is | |
| | The Constabil gan aboute his hert to colde | |
