Jhesu. Goo, take ȝour stodye and avyse ȝow welle,
And alle ȝour leysere I xal abyde;
If any dowtys to me ȝe melle,
The trewthe therof I xalle unhyde.
Maria. Alas! alas! myn hert is wo,
My blyssyd babe awey is went;
I wott nevyr whedyr that he is go:
Alas! for sorwe myn hert is rent!
Jentyl hysbond, have yow hym sent
Out on herrande to any place?