〈…〉 Lady jane made/ 〈…〉 for 〈…〉 proclamation 〈…〉 my head▪  

_ 〈…〉 the lamentation.  
〈…〉 t Lady jane made:  
〈…〉 for my father's Pro●●●●ation  
〈◊〉 must I lose my head.   

〈◊〉 God that searcheth every heart  
〈…〉 knoweth I am guiltless,  
〈…〉 that I now suffer smart,  
〈…〉 am not worthy of this.   

〈…〉 when she was at the place appointed,  
〈…〉 to meekly for to take:  
〈◊〉 ●hstly father and she reasoned,  
〈…〉 pr 〈…〉 ●●●n she did make.   

〈…〉 the of our 〈◊〉 we were let out▪  
〈…〉 to the Town for to go:  
〈…〉 where about  
〈…〉 us do so.   

〈…〉 what d●● our father's mean,  
〈…〉 and 〈…〉 eat thus for to spill,  
〈…〉 proclaimed me queen,  
〈…〉 I 〈…〉 theretill.   

〈…〉 my husband,  
〈…〉 the 〈…〉 present:  
〈…〉yng our fathers took in hand,  
〈…〉 neither his nor my consent,   

●ut seeing I am judged by a law to die,  
●●d under which I was borne:  
〈…〉 take it patiently,  
〈…〉yng none of them to scorn.   

〈…〉 should I blame 〈…〉 of this,  
〈…〉 ●eyng bl 〈…〉 e it is not worthy▪  
〈…〉yng were so far amiss,  
〈…〉 ●●at we deserved this misery.   

〈…〉 worthy to die,  
Pride in me did so remain:  
Yet all good people pray for me.  
As charity doth constrain.   

The heads man kneeled on his knee.  
To forgene him her death:  
Friend she said, God forgive thee,  
With all my heart and faith.   

She kissed him, and gave him a reward  
And said to him incontinente:  
I pray thee yet remember 〈…〉  
That thou hast headed an innocent▪   

She gave the Lieutenant her book,  
Which was covered all with gold.  
Prayed him therein to look,  
For his sake that judas sold▪   

She took her kercher fair and sweet.  
To cover her face withal▪  
A Psalm of David she did 〈◊〉  
And on the Lord did call.   

Although this breakfast be ●●●●e to ●e  
Yet in the Lord I trust  
To sup in the heavenly 〈…〉 or 〈…〉  
With Abraham that 〈…〉   

The press of people was full great  
When they heard her say so▪  
But when she did these words en 〈…〉 te  
Away then they did go.   

●pon the Block she laid her he●●e  
Her death meekly to take▪  
In manus tuas, than she saie●  
And this her end she did make.   
¶ Finis.   

¶ Imprinted at London, for John Wight.