To the entent I should spede the better,
And ryght shortly I dyd than to you come,
But drede alway made my sorowe greatter;
After great payne the joyes is the sweter.
For who that tasteth paynfull bytternes,
The joye to him is double swetenes.
And, therwythall, I did unto her brynge
Councell my frende, and full right meke
Dyd him receive as he was comynge;
And of all thynges she did hym beseke,