++Up goith the morow, wp goith the bry{ch}t day, Wp goith the sone in to his freſh aray; 676 Richt as he ſpred his bemys frome northeſt, [Sidenote: The king arises next morning without delay,] The king wpraß w{i}t{h}outen more areſt, And by his awn conſeil and entent His Iornaye tuk at ſhort awyſment. 680 And but dulay he goith frome place to place Whill that he cam nere whare[T16] the lady was, [Sidenote: and reaches a plain by the river side,] And in one plane, apone o reuer ſyde, He lichtit doune, and ther he can abide; 684 And yit w{i}t{h} hyme to batell fore to go [Sidenote: having only seven thousand with him.] Vij thousand fechter{is} war thei, {and} no mo. [Footnote T16: MS. “whare that,” with slight scratch through “that.”] [Sidenote: Lancelot, having been imprisoned by the lady of Melyhalt,] ++This was the lady, of qwhome befor I tolde, That lancilot haith in to hir kepinge holde; 688 But for to tell his paſing hewyneſſe, His peyne, his ſorow, and his gret diſtreſſe Of preſone and of loues gret ſuppris, It war to long to me for to dewys. 692 When he reme{m}brith one his hewy charge Of loue, wharof he can hyme not diſcharge, He wepith and he ſorowith in his chere, And euery nyght ſemyth hyme o yere. 696 Gret peite was the ſorow that he maad, [Sidenote: laments his fate.] And to hyme-ſelf apone this wiß he ſaade: [Headnote: LANCELOT’S LAMENT.] [Sidenote: Lancelot’s lament; his pleasure is gone;] ++“Qwhat haue y gilt, allace! or qwhat deſ{er}uit? That thus myne hart ſhal vondit ben {and} carwit 700 One by the ſuord of double peine and wo? My comfort and my pleſans is ago, To me is nat that ſhuld me glaid reſeruit. [Sidenote: he curses his natal day;] I curß the tyme of myne Natiuitee, 704 Whar in the heuen It ordinyd was for me, In all my lyue neu{er} til haue eeß; But for to be example of diſeß, And that apperith that eu{er}y vicht may see. 708 [Sidenote: he has never spent a single day free from anxiety,] Sen thelke tyme that I had ſufficians Of age, and chargit thoght{is} ſufferans, Nor neu{er} I {con}tinewite haith o day With-out the payne of thoght{is} hard aſſay; 712 Thus goith my youth in tempeſt {and} penans. [Sidenote: and is now in prison; and invokes Death.] And now my body is In preſone broght; But of my wo, that in Regard is noght, [Fol. 10.] The wich myne hart felith euer more. 716 O deth, allace! whi hath yow me forbore That of remed haith the ſo long beſoght!”