The night came, and to beddë must she gon With her husbánd, as it is the mannére; And privily she said to him anon; “O sweet and well-beloved spousë dear, There is a counsel, 4480 an’ 4481 ye will it hear, Which that right fain I would unto you say, So that ye swear ye will it not bewray.”

Valerian gan fast unto her swear That for no case nor thing that mightë be, He never should to none bewrayen her; And then at erst 4482 thus to him saidë she; “I have an angel which that loveth me, That with great love, whether I wake or sleep, Is ready aye my body for to keep;