Be Schipe, and there his arivaile

Hath take, and schop him forto ryde.

Bot sche, which mai noght longe abide

The hote peine of loves throwe,

A lettre unto hir kniht hath write,

And dede him pleinly forto wite, 100

To drecche of his ayeincomynge,

That sche ne mihte him fiele and se,