Thy brother Abel, wher is now he?
Ha don, and answere me as tyght.
Caym. My brothers kepere ho made me?
Syn whan was I his kepyng knyght?
I kan not telle wher that he be,
To kepe hym was I nevyr dyght,
I knowe not wher he is.
Deus. Acursyd Caym, thou art untrewe,
And for thi dede thou xalt sore rewe;
Thi brothers blood that thou slewe,