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;