Allone; and ſo thi wykitneß haith wrocht
That god hyme-ſelf he is bycummyn thi fo,
Thou hast lost thy people’s hearts,
[1384] Thi pupleis hartis haith thow tynt alſo;
Thi wykitneß thus haith the maid alon,
That of this erth thi fortone Is y-goñ.
Yow mone thi lyf, yow mone thi vorſchip tyne,
and shalt come to death that hath no end.”
[1388] And eft to deth that neuer ſhal haf fyne.”
ARTHUR ASKS ADVICE.