And Wyllyam of Cloudesle.’
136.
136.1 ‘rewth,’ pity.
‘Alas for rewth!’ than said our kynge:
‘My hart is wonderous sore;
I had lever than a thousande pounde,
I had knowne of thys before;
137.
137.2 ‘forthynketh me,’ seems serious to me, troubles me.
‘For I have y-graunted them grace,