[And gropeth in the bedde, and fond right noght].

'Allas!' quod she, 'that ever I was wroght!

I am betrayed!' and her heer to-rente,

[And to the stronde bar-fot faste she wente],

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And cryed, 'Theseus! myn herte swete!

Wher be ye, that I may nat with yow mete,

[And mighte thus with bestes been y-slain?]'

[The holwe rokkes answerde her again];

[No man she saw, and yit shyned the mone],