A manner Latin corrupt 1565 was her speech, But algate 1566 thereby was she understond. The Constable, when him list no longer seech, 1567 This woeful woman brought he to the lond. She kneeled down, and thanked Goddë’s sond; 1568 But what she was she would to no man say For foul nor fair, although that she should dey. 1569

She said, she was so mazed in the sea, That she forgot her mindë, by her truth. The Constable had of her so great pity And eke his wifë, that they wept for ruth: 1570 She was so diligent withoutë slouth To serve and please every one in that place, That all her lov’d, that looked in her face.