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• How I mote tell anon right the gladnesse / Of Troilus, to Venus herying, / To the which who nede hath, God him bring.
• And whan that folk it to his fader tolde, / Nat oonly he, but al his contree merye / Was for this child, and God they thanke and herye.
• Thyse aungeles heryeth here wyth stevene, / Ase he hys hare quene of he[ve]ne.
• And Lord God, what herying is it to bilden thee a church of dead stones, and robben thy quicke churches of their bodilich liuelood?
• Thenot, now nis the time of merimake. / Nor Pan to herye, nor with love to playe.