Casting his eyes aside, he sees the queen looking over a parapet.
Efterward one ſyd he gan his Ey to caſt,
[25] MS. “abertes.”
Whar our a bertes[25] lying haith he sen
[1008] Out to the feld luking was the qwen;
Sudandly with that his goſt aſtart
Love catches him by the heart.
Of loue anone haith caucht hyme by the hart;
Than ſaith he, “How long ſhall It be so,
[1012] Loue, at yow ſhall wirk me al this wo?