"Thanne wolde she sitte adoun upon the grene, And pitously into the see biholde..."
"Now stood hire castel faste by the see, And often with hire freendes walketh shee Hire to disporte upon the bank an heigh, Whereas she many a ship and barge seigh Seillynge hir cours, wheras hem liste go; But thanne was that a parcel of hire wo. For to hirself ful ofte Allas! seith she, Is ther no ship, of so manye as I se, Wol bryngen hom my lord? Thanne were myn herte Al warisshed of his bittre peynes smerte. Another tyme ther wolde she sitte and thynke, And caste hir eyen dounward fro the brynke. But whan she saugh the grisly rokkes blake, For verray feere so wolde hir herte quake, That on hire feet she myghte hire noght sustene. Thanne wolde she sitte adoun upon the grene, And pitously into the see biholde..." (p. 162)