2936 She waited 2937 when her heartë wouldë brest. 2938 Upon that other sidë Damian Becomen is the sorrowfullest man That ever was; for neither night nor day He mightë speak a word to freshë May, As to his purpose, of no such mattére, But if 2939 that January must it hear, That had a hand upon her evermo’. But natheless, by writing to and fro, And privy signës, wist he what she meant, And she knew eke the fine 2940 of his intent.