Lhus.
I shall fulfyll your pleasure, madame.
Jaccompliray uostre plaisir, madame.
AN EPITAPHE MADE UPON THE DETH OF FRENCHE, WHICHE
WAS FAYNED FOR TO TECHE HER GRACE, HER MAISTRE
BEYNGE SYKE OF THE GOWTE.
Here lyeth the frenche ouerthrowen
Cy gist le francois renuerse
as ye se and cast downe
come uous uoiez et abatu
the whiche is more than a yere a gone
lequel plus dung an a passe
that he came among us;
quauec nous sest embatu;
wold to God that he had lyved
pleust ore a Dieu quil eust uescu
reignyng alwayes as he was wont
regnant tousjours come il soulloit
sith that no man he wolde none yvell
ueu qua nulluy mal ne uoulloit
Alas, at his begynnyng
Helas, a son commencement
he was so right well accepted
il fust sy tresbien accepte
of his lady and of her people,
de sa dame et de sa gent,
but at the ende dere it hath coste
mais en la fin chiere a couste
for he hath ben slayne
car il a este assomme
and cast downe by stronge warre
et rues jus par forte guerre
and now lyeth deed in the grounde
et maintenant gist mort en terre