Adolescens. Caym thou hast kyllyd, I telle the ful pleyn,
With thi sharp shetyng his dethe hath he take.
Lameth. Have I slayn Cayme? Alas! what have I done?
Thou stynkynge lurdeyn, what hast thou wrought?
Thou art the why I scle hym so sone,
Therfore xal I kylle the here, thou skapyst nowght.
Hic Lameth cum arcu sua verberat adolescentem ad mortem, dicente adolescente,
Adolescens. Out, out, I deye here! my deth is now sought!
This theffe with his bowe hath broke my brayn!
Ther may non helpe be, my dethe is me brought,