hath a hole of hys owne

kynde, and hang it ouer

hym and wryte in a bill:

In nomine patris, etc.

Saint George our Ladyes Knight,

He walked day so did he night

Until he hir found,

He hir beate and hir bounde,

Till truely hir trouth she him plyght

That she woulde not come within the night.