By cruel crucyacyon,
He hath combryd hym sore;
He hath him combryd sore,
That Fraunce and Englonde bere byfore
Armys of both quarteryd,
And with hony soyte was garteryd,
Se howe he is nowe marteryd!
Alas for sorowe therfore,
Alas for sorowe therfore!
Oute and weleaway,