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Lordys anon ageyn⁾ her yode,

For she was com⁾ of gentill̴ blood,

In her lond had they bene:

whose Lords greet her.

‘God loke the, lady ffree, 2050

What makist thou in this contre?’ [2151]

‘Sir,’ she said, ‘I wene,

Seynt Katryn⁾ I shold haue sought,

Wekyd weders me heder hath brought

In to this fforest grene, 2055

Desonell says that her boys are dead, and she is left alone.

And all̴ is dede, I vnderstond,

Saue my selfe, that com⁾ to lond

With wyld beestis and kene.’

DESONELL IS WELCOMD BY THE QUEEN OF NAZARETH.