And tel me what the is, and hou,
And what thing may the help now?
Tho lay sche stille attelast,
And gan to wepe swithe[86] fast,
And seyd thus the king to:
Allas! mi lord, sir Orfeo,
Seththen[87] we first to gider were,
Ones wroth never we nere,
Bot ever Ich have y loved the
As mi liif, and so thou me,