We be noght schape to comune,
P. iii. 374
Thiself and I, nevere after this.
Now have y seid al that ther is[1775]
Of love as for thi final ende:
*Adieu, for y mot fro the wende.’ 2940
P. iii. 375
And with that word al sodeinly,
Enclosid in a sterred sky,[1776]
Venus, which is the qweene of love,