‘Where be thy frendës?’ sayde Robyn:
‘Syr, never one wol me knowe;
While I was rych ynowe at home
Great boste than wolde they blowe.
60.
60.2 ‘on a rowe,’ in file.
‘And nowe they renne away fro me,
As bestis on a rowe;
They take no more hede of me
Thanne they had me never sawe.’