ȝit lete me kysse or that I go
His blyssyd ffeyt that sufferyn wo,
Naylid on this tre.
So cruelly with grett dyspyte,
Thus shamfully was nevyr man dyghte,
Therfore in peyn myn hert is pyghte,
Al joye departyth fro me!
Hic quasi semimortua cadat prona in terram, et dicit.
Johannes. Now, blyssyd mayd, com forthe with me!
No lengere this syght that ȝe se,