Þe king dede ubbe swiþe calle
Hise erles, and hise barouns alle,
Dreng and thein, burgeis and knith,
HE IS CONDEMNED TO BE HUNG.
And bad he sholden demen him rith:
For he kneu, þe swike dam,
Euerildel god was him gram.
He setten hem dun bi þe wawe,
Riche and pouere, heye and lowe,
They sit in judgment.