Sir Aldingar was wrothe in his mind,
With her hee was never content,10
Till traiterous meanes he colde devyse,
In a fyer to have her brent.
There came a lazar to the kings gate,
A lazar both blinde and lame;
He tooke the lazar upon his backe,15
Him on the queenes bed has layne.
"Lye still, lazar, wheras thou lyest,
Looke thou goe not hence away;
Ile make thee a whole man and a sound
In two howers of the day."20
Then went him forth Sir Aldingar,
And hyed him to our king:
"If I might have grace, as I have space,
Sad tydings I could bring."
"Say on, say on, Sir Aldingar,25
Saye on the soothe to mee."
"Our queene hath chosen a new, new love,
And shee will have none of thee.
"If shee had chosen a right good knight,
The lesse had beene her shame;30
But she hath chose her a lazar man,
A lazar both blinde and lame."
"If this be true, thou Aldingar,
The tyding thou tellest to me,
Then will I make thee a rich, rich knight,35
Rich both of golde and fee.
"But if it be false, Sir Aldingar,
As God nowe grant it bee!
Thy body, I sweare by the holye rood,
Shall hang on the gallows tree."40