Than scho him tuk, and speryt giff he thocht lang;
Scho askit him that nycht with hir to bid.
Sone he said; “Nay, for chance that may betide;740
“My men ar left all at mysrewill for me.
“I may nocht sleipe this nycht quhill I thaim se.”
Than wepyt scho, and said full oft; ‘Allace
‘That I was maide, wa worthe the courssit cass!
‘Now haiff I lost the best man leiffand is;745
‘O feble mynd, to do so foull a myss!
‘O waryit witt, wykkyt and wariance,