1625
God thanke yow, ther I ne can ne may.
Your man am I, and lowly you beseche,
(260)
To been my help, with-oute more speche;
But certes, for my deeth shal I nat spare.'
Tho gan this Medea to him declare
1630
The peril of this cas, fro point to point,
And of his batail, and in what [disioint]