And ȝitt, as me thynkyht, no man xuld shete bett
Than I xuld do now, if myn hand were sett aryght.
Aspye some marke, boy, my bowe xal I bende wyght,
And sett myn hand evyn to shete at some best;
And I dare ley a wagour his deth for to dyght,
The marke xal I hitt, my lyff do I hest.
Adolescens. Undyr ȝon grett bushe, mayster, a best do I se,
Take me thin hand swythe and holde it ful stylle,
Now is thin hand evyn as evyr it may be,
Drawe up thin takylle ȝon best for to kylle.