Sche was vanyssht riht as hir liste,
That no wyht bot hirself it wiste,[195] 3960
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And that was ate mydnyht tyde.
The world was stille on every side;[196]
With open hed and fot al bare,
Hir her tosprad sche gan to fare,[197]
Upon hir clothes gert sche was,
Al specheles and on the gras[198]
Sche glod forth as an Addre doth: