| 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 | |