Alas, yet must I love thee.

And I may not blame thee, fair lady, for mine eyes be cause of this sorrow.

And yet to love thee I am but a fool, for the best knight of the world loveth thee, and ye him again, that is Sir Tristram de Liones.

And the falsest king and knight is your husband, and the most coward and full of treason, is your lord, King Mark.

Alas, that ever so fair a lady and peerless of all other should be matched with the most villainous knight of the world.