Where bene our shippes?
Where bene our swerdes become?
Our enemies bid for the shippe sette a shepe,
Allas oure reule halteth, hit is benome;
Who dare wel say that lordeshippe should take kepe?
I will asaye thoughe mine herte ginne to wepe,
To doe thys werke yf wee wole ever the (thrive)
For very shame to kepe aboute the see.’
If Adam de Moleyns was the author his death by violence at the hands of seamen, in 1450, had an especially tragic unfitness.
[33] ‘Per contrarotulacionem.’