A fals letter made the kynge
And made a messangere it brynge,
On the ryuer syde as they went, 476
To Torent, that was true as stele,
If he loued Dyssonell wele,
Gete hir a faucon gent. 479
Torent the letter began to rede,
The kynge came nere and lystened,
As thoughe he it neuer had sene. 482
The kynge sayde, ‘what may this be?’