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.