†And demeth ye what he shal do therfore.
†Go thanke now my lady heer,' quod he.
455
†I roos, and doun I sette me on my knee,
†And seyde thus: 'Madame, the god above
†Foryelde yow, that ye the god of love
†Han maked me his wrathe to foryive;
†And yeve me grace so long for to live,
460
†That I may knowe soothly what ye be