‘And for my kynd[ë]nesse.

52

‘I hade a sone, forsoth, Robyn,

That shulde hau[e] ben myn ayre,

Whanne he was twenty wynter olde,

In felde wolde iust full fayre.

53

‘He slewe a knyght of Lancaster,

And a squyer bolde;

For to saue hym in his ryght