Go forth myn hert wyth my lady,
Loke that ye spar no besynes
To serve hyr wyth seche lowlynes
That ye get hyr grace and mercy.
Pray hyr oftymes pryvely
That sche quippe trewly hyr promes.
Go forth myn hert wyth my lady
Loke that ye spar no besynes.
I most as a hertles body
Abyde alone in hevynes
And ye schal dowel wyth your maistres
In plesans glad and mery.
Go forth myn hert wyth my lady
Loke that ye spar no besynes.

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Charles, Duke of Orleans (1394-1465)

Charles d’Orléans, En la forêt de longue attente et autres poèmes; Gallimard, Paris; ISBN 2070327957
A. E. B. Coldiron, Canon, Period, and the Poetry of Charles of Orleans: Found in Translation; University of Michigan Press, Chicago; ISBN 0472111469
Mary-Jo Arn (ed.), Charles D’Orleans in England, 1415 1440; D.S. Brewer, Cambridge; ISBN 0859915808