Er I þerto hadde eny time,
That it ne mihte ben achieued.
Bot for al þat I am relieued,
Of þat mi will was good þerto,
That loue soffreþ it be so
That I schal swiche a bridel were.
Now haue ȝe herd al myn ansuere:
To godd, ma Dame, I ȝou betake,
And warneþ alle for mi sake,
Of loue þat þei ben noght ydel,