¶ Amour.
A madame you are cause of my languysshe
ye maye me helpe / yf that it to you please
To haue my purpose / my herte dooth not menysshe
Thoughe I was seke / ye knewe not my dysease
I am not hole / your mercy maye me ease
To proue what I am / the holy goost werke styll
My lyfe and deth / I yelde nowe to your wyll
¶ Pucell.
Fortune me thynke / is meruaylous fauorable