Depairt, depairt,
Allace, I most depairte
From her that hes my hairt
With hairt full soir
Aganis my will in deid
And can find no remeid,
I wait the panis of deid
Can do no moir.
Adew sueit thing
My joy and comforting,
My mirth and sollesing
Of erdly gloir:
Fair weill, my lady bricht
And my remembrance rycht,
Fair weill and haif gud nycht,
I say no moir.