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.