And se where Cryst was quycke and deed,

On the mounte of Caluarè.

Fare well, frende, and have good daye,

It may noo[131] better be

Teeres fell out of his eyen two,

He wolde haue gone his waye—

Farewell, frendes, and have good day,

I ne have more to pay.

Where be[132] thy friendes ? sayd Robyn.