And grop an ore, and a long knif,
And þider drof al so an hert,
and comes to help.
And cham þer on a litel stert,
And saw how þe laddes wode
Hauelok his louerd umbistode,
And beten on him so doth þe smith
With þe hamer on þe stith.
“Allas!” hwat hwe, “þat y was boren!
Þat euere et ich bred of koren!