Fayre Alice shee hied her to the choire,
Where the priestes dyd chaunte soe slowe;
And ever shee cry'd, "May the holye sayntes
Prynce Henrye save from woe!"
Fayre Alice, with manye a teare and sighe,
To Mary's shrine dyd goe;
And soe faste shee cry'de, "Sweete Mary mylde
Prynce Henrye save from woe!"
Fayre Alice she knelte bye the hallow'd roode,
Whyle faste her teares dyd flowe;