And seith, "Ma dame, it schal be do.

This nyht, whan that he comth to pleie,

That ther be no lif in the weie

Bot I, that schal at his likinge

Ordeine so for his cominge, 2040

That ye ne schull noght of him faile.

For this, ma dame, I you consaile,

Have knowlechinge hou that it is;