On Iesu Cryste dyd she call;
Down) knelid that lady clene:
‘Rightfull god, ye me sende
Some good londe, on to lende, [1835]
That my chyldren may crystonyd bene!’
She said, ‘Knyghtis and ladyes gent,
Grete well̴ my lord, sir Torrent,
Yeff ye hym) euer sene!’
The wynd Rose ayen) the nyght, [1840]
Fro lond it blew that lady bryght [1941]