Hierof it is that I wolde axe,
If thou, mi Sone, art on of tho.
Confessio Amantis.
Ha, goode fader, it is so,
Outake a point, I am beknowe;[1422]
For elles I am overthrowe 3460
In al that evere ye have seid.
Mi sorwe is everemore unteid,
P. ii. 118
And secheth overal my veines;