Þe loke to þis luf lace schal leþe my hert.
Bot on I wolde yow pray, displeses yow neuer;
Syn 3e be lorde of þe 3onde[r] londe, þer I haf lent inne,
Wyth yow wyth worschyp,—þe wy3e hit yow 3elde
Þat vp-halde3 þe heuen, & on hy3 sitte3,—
How norne 3e yowre ry3t nome, & þenne no more?"
"Þat schal I telle þe trwly," quod þat oþer þenne,
"Bernlak de Hautdesert I hat in þis londe,
Þur3 my3t of Morgne la Faye, þat in my hous lenges,
&1 koyntyse of clergye, bi craftes wel lerned,