He asks who will guard his children?

Hwo micte yeme hise children yunge,

Til þat he kouþen speken wit tunge;

Speken and gangen, on horse riden,

Knictes an sweynes bi here siden.

He spoken þer-offe, and chosen sone

A riche man was under mone,

He chooses Godard.

Was þe trewest þat he wende,

Godard, þe kinges oune frende;