Yt nedes me not to layne,
That I schulde byde hym upon thys bent,
And I have hys trowth agayne:
And yf that I wynde off thys growende,
For soth onfowghten awaye,
He wolde me call but a kowarde knyght
Yn hys londe another daye.
Yet had I lever to be rynde and rente,
By Mary that mykell maye,
Then ever my manhood schulde be reprovyd,